could you imagine me a woman going in with flowers for another woman????

Yes

friend of mine died this year, owned and ran a florist. we keep an open account there for various reasons. last year another friend's Mother passed away, no way he could afford the floral arrangements, so we secretly made it happen. still secret to this day. anyway, flowers were glorious at the funeral, all was well for the grieveing family. after the evening service we're all out in the parking lot (smokers) and my departed florist friend walks up, we hug, and we give the slightest kiss on one another's cheek. well, you'd have thought the earth moved, everyone got silent, even my friend whose Mama lay in the funeral home. did i care? nah

coupla weeks later, my friend whose mama passed and I were way up in a backwoods farm doing the farm chores for a couple who are mutual friends gone to florida for a week. my friend begins to ask me about scriptures in the bible about homosexuality, where they are at, what do they actually say, so i listen to all that with a grin, because i figure he must imagine that i am gay, which if i were, so what. but i aint, could be i reckon if like John Stamos came a courtin or sumptin.

anyhoo, i did straiten him out on the scriptural content vs common literal-mis-translation. then i opened my arms for a hug, he did too, we hugged and i planted the slightest kiss on his cheek. why, he didnt seem the least taken aback. since then we always hug and such when greeting, seeing one another during each week, saw him yesterday as a matter of fact.

ya see, this is exempliary of what we've lost in our everyday world, the ability to be intimate without it being blown the hell out of proportion by ignorance or fear of what other's might imagine. all the men in my life who know me, greet me in kind, strait men, gay men; even women that i know, strait or lesbian. we be friends, brothers and sisters. human fellowship, mi familia, dont need a building to do it in, we got the whole ding dang sky to upunder be that.

last week a friend and i had us a little tift, and he got all puffer fish on me, standing over me with his arms/hands flailing about, me sitting on a saw horse. why I just reached out my hands into his, my fingers into his, stood up, and said brother love, aint no need for for all this disagreement, because imma gonna love ya beyond this. he quitened down and we discussed the matter to it's good end. yesterday, his wife came around where we were doing our horsey thang, i am a head taller than she, she comes up arms out, i grab her up with my arms and plant a kiss on the top of her head. she said to me, "ya know you are my brother, right?" i said, yep.

most of us have waited our whole lives to be this freely expressive, having worked our ways through a rough world of ignorance and fear. we're old enough now i reckon to do what we feel to be doing right by one another. the world may never grow up, but that aint got nuthin to do with growed arse folks who by now ought to know better. let the world pass by, but let us be always and in all ways fellowshipping our gathered way without a care. the earth is our tabernacle, and apparently the earth dont care what color we are, what religion we believe in, what our sexual identities are...etc. we all be human yearning to be humanly treated.

i cant bear the inane thought that while we are to continue to treat one another like crap, we profess to be waiting for a "god" bring down love and deliver us from our ignorances, fears and hatreds. WHAT!?

if such a "god" does show up, imma be asking where the hell ya been? why, such a "god" would reply, "I been locked up within y'all, waiting for individual release throughout". i'd say, "i understand, had ya locked up within my self for the better part of my life....welcome".

release intimacy....