Above the Queer Clouds - 1. Something to say

For us whose first love was a boy and have shed a tear about him…
For those who’ve questioned, searched and found…
For you who feel alone against the world…

Being gay? Being queer? Different? No. It's about being human...

The chained questions that follow after that single, most important one: “Who am I?”

Think about all the people who have given up. Who remembers them? What happens with the Androgyny myth? Some paths of fate become abruptly sealed…

How cruel can the disappointment from our youth make us?

Imagine how from time immemorial there would have been and in the present there are people who have the same dreams, desires, hopes as you. The feelings in us are not made by us… Regrets, heartaches, depressed and joyous moments; the tickling sensation and the goofy grinning face… How can a person invent them? No. They were and are. We alone are not the only ones with those feelings…

Questions…

Above the Queer Clouds is a metaphor for that peak above the mask and labels, the place called freedom, the world we would like to live in, where the sun is gloriously shining. Everyone has a place like that in their mind: a utopia, paradise, dreamland…

Read the stanzas as though you bow before the words, the same way I've done when writing them; and let them dance, enflame your soul.

Much more I want to say… but I guess that will be the purpose of the coming lines.

Enjoy… or rather, be made to think.