I was initially going to write about love and the absolute mind fuck of it but I decided to scrap that as I saw something that we see every day in society but so many people turn a blind eye to it. Homophobia. The sad thing is that so many people on this earth have a problem with other beings because of their sexual preference and here’s the thing I will never live to understand about this; it’s not a choice.
When we are born, we are who we are in our lives. We are shaped how we will be shaped. We are the colour of the colour we will be. We are in the same mindset as we will always be. When people are born with a preference that becomes clearer in later life then nothing can override that fact that this is how the person will be. Now I know that personalities aren’t formed during birth, I know that all people are unpredictable to the type of person they will be at birth but that doesn’t remove the fact that something in their mind is waiting to trigger and set off their life in the set path for them. Some people in life are influenced by the environment around them and this is what makes them who they are but that still makes them WHO THEY ARE.
Let’s take a celebrity to look at. John Barrowman will do. When he was born, his brain knew what was set out to be and certain things would take place to make him realise what he wanted. In other words, it’s embedded into our minds as children. Of course babies don’t know what heterosexuality, bisexuality or homosexuality is but there’s a trigger in all brains that will make a person realise what they want after maybe an environmental incident happened or just one day it clicked into place as a preference. Straight people have this trigger, bisexual people have this and gay people have this. It’s what sets us apart from each other. Straight people will know what they want just as well as gays and bisexuals so why do so many people go against the idea of what a person is? Many a person have tried to establish and understand this but no conclusive answers are decided upon.
Carrying on with my choices theme, as homosexual or bisexual people are growing up they don’t know what’s right or wrong do they? A four year old John Barrowman, a 10 year old Michael Buckley or whoever just didn’t know what was deemed as right or wrong. They only knew what was in their brains. They only knew what they had been programmed to be, what they had been made to become and what they had been graciously sculpted to expand in. So growing up as a child, they may have never known that this was ‘abnormal’ or whatever; they must have thought that this is what life is. They were formed to know that this is what they wanted and this is just what they were. Some people obviously never realised what they wanted until maybe a later stage in their life like teenage years where they are exposed to many sexual things including what was going to be their sexual preference. Personally, I wasn’t confused as a child; or so I thought. I was brought up to just live with the fact that I was straight and that I should love the female body. This was until I was maybe the age of twelve or thirteen where I was let onto many things that would open up my pre-teenage mind.
As a boy of twelve, I knew that there were many things out there to try and to test but I didn’t know what I wanted as a person. I thought my life was chosen for me already, I thought that that was who I was going to be and I was really fine with it. That was until I was with someone who also didn’t know what they wanted. I knew a boy who was two years older and we didn’t know specifically what we had in mind and we didn’t know what was deemed right or what was deemed wrong in the modern age. We tried things that adults would do, what grown men would do. This wasn’t a one of thing, it happened maybe a few times over a course of 3 years or so and this shaped us as people. Or so I thought. Personally, I was turned on by what we did and I knew that this was me. I knew that this was who I was. Ashamed or now, this was now me. I know what you might think. “You were young and you didn’t what you wanted and you still don’t know now” and that gives me an opportunity to come back at you with a question. “So how did John Barrowman know as a child of four that he wanted the male body?” I know for a fact that at that age he had never tried anything of the homosexual nature but he was so sure of what he wanted. Years and years passed and he was still determined that this will be his life and this was who he was. He may have experimented with both sexes and that’s perfectly natural to do just to find out if you were perhaps wrong as a child, as a person growing up and developing into this world but it remains to this day that he was sure of what he wanted. He stuck to his homosexual mindset and he grew up to know what he loved and loathed. I would love for someone that is anti-homosexual to tell me how that was made possible.
Many anti-homosexual groups, religions and clans are to claim that homosexuality is an act of the devil and that these gay people are ‘tainted’. This poses another question: “if it was such a sin and if God hated it so much then why did your God, who created everything living thing, allow this into his almighty kingdom?”. What these people preach contradicts what they stand for. “God loves his children”. People are the children of God; homosexuals are people so that must mean God loves homosexuals just as much as he loves everyone else. That’s what the logical aspect of it screams but these people are so caught up in their dim-witted minds that they go back on their words to such an illogical extent. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not saying its all religions or all members of a clam but some who belong to them are the bad apples. So the bible tells you to ‘love thy neighbour’ but somehow that translates to ‘love everyone except people who are different to you’. It actually tires me to think of these people who are so dim and so idiotic that that can’t accept something so natural and so biological because a book told them to go against it.
I don’t see what makes homosexuals so different than to any other person on the street or on this globe. Let’s take Michael Buckley for example. He may be ridiculed, bullied, hated, targeted and maybe disowned for being a homosexual and being proud of it. Now let’s say he was straight and that he just bought a new shirt. That shirt was an eagle on the front of it and some people don’t like that so are they going to hate him for it? The answer is no. It’s merely a preference that is set into our heads just as sexuality is. Just a preference.
Now of course some people will have their opinions on matters such as homosexuality and what not but why do people feel the need to preach, march and protest against it? It’s like me not liking a video game because it is a certain genre. This doesn’t mean I’m going to go to a public shopping centre, set up a group and have a march against it. It just means I don’t like something and that’s that. So why do these people feel the urge, the instinct the joyfully preach against someone’s happiness, their being and their life? It’s such a matter on so many levels that I could spend a lifetime devoted to discussing the many aspects of what makes these people tick like they do but the truth of the matter is why should I really bother. If we just let them do their thing and stay out of it then they will see that their stupid rallies are getting to no one and that no one initially cares for what they have to say.
The sad thing about this is that it reflects into modern society, especially amongst the youth and children growing up into this world and learning what to them is right and wrong. I’m not afraid to say that I was brought up into the world in such a way as this and looking back I just feel sick by what I heard and was taught to think. In primary and high schools we are all just in the initial mindset of ‘it’s wrong to be gay’. People would be ridiculed as ‘gay’ as an insult for not doing something or whatever. We hear people in high school saying “ uurgh, you’re gay man”. I just feel like turning round to everyone who says this and just replying with “and so what if they were. Would it be a problem with you?” because kids are being taught to be machines of hatred. Now some kids are just brought up into a homophobic household and these children are forced to hate something they know nothing about and something they haven’t discover yet so they just go with it. I’m not saying that all kids should be influenced to be homosexual but just at least educated to know that people are different and it’s completely fine for it to be that way. It breaks my heart to see indirect homophobic jibes to be uttered in schools and even in the workplace. You’d think some adults were mature enough and educated enough to know that people are different but obviously not educated enough.
In the world, there are many anti-racism organizations that combat a hate crime that affects millions and it should be combated but why can’t we get the equal support from nations to support more anti-homophobia organizations? Because people don’t care. It’s the sad but oh so honest truth. People just don’t give a fuck if it doesn’t concern them one bit and that’s the sad truth we have to live with.
Just think, all of this has come from a sixteen year old boy that has been brought up in West London; a homophobic place to some extent. Now if I can think mature enough to know that people are different and that’s the world around then why must people go through life so ignorant and blind sighted to things? Let’s just hope that in the future that this changes. In fact, let’s not hope. Why don’t we start the revolution today? We are the ones who matter in educating today’s youth. We must teach the morals of life. It’s the only hope for peace and humanity on this ever so young earth.
Written by Joshua Pocock
The old park near the creek was a good place to envision us together pushing aside troubles and fears and to be unified as one and embrace each other’s presence. I sat atop the slide and let go of your chilling hand and you spun around with that beaming smile pasted across your face from cheek to cheek; the same smile that made me to love you so from the start. I admired your flowing petal dress as it hugged your figure and outlined the hourglass that ticked away inside of you. As your face came back around I locked my eyes on yours as they lit up from seeing the smile now carved into my pale face. The summer sun would glisten and bounce off of our faces and lit or complexions up like a torch in a dark hole but there is something wrong with that phrase…there were no dark times here whatsoever. The love in our hearts and the sense in our heads told us that we were meant for each other while our hands would gently guide each other through each less than solitary moment we shared.
It’s just something I wrote last night. I need to add more and redo some but I like it a bit :)
xo
