Learning

How much one learns and how many things become bits and pieces of our very own history books in just two short years... We are all memories of the life we build each day. We all complete each other's lives in some unknown miraculous way. Some write only one page; others one line, each page, for a lifetime...

Equal rights - Turn on that torch! I'm stirring-up snakes

It’s not about gay marriage at all. Take it from somebody who already went through a divorce and one too many painful serious relationship breakups. You are revolted about the wrong issue here! So yes, this is outrage in my voice. Because I’ve had it! The hypocrisy of it all…

This about respect between people – gay or not. This is about the fact that we are making a mockery of the institution of marriage; of family. This is about a small fraction of people asking a majority to accept that we live in a completely dysfunctional society and it’s ok to accept that as a fact. In fact, we should, by law, accept that as a fact. We’ve made it illegal to disagree or express a personal opinion without masses of … some minority jumping from their cozy dorm room and starting a mass media protest to profess they’ve been “injured”. 

I’m entitled as well to believe that the MARRIAGE should be what I grew up with. Perfect and imperfect. And that does not mean I’m against change. Marriage, trust me, has definitely, irreversibly, undeniably changed! The honor of marriage has died, along with the appreciation of people. The primordial, indestructible “egg” called family (regardless of who are the parents, straight of gay) is attacked shamelessly by our own new fears, inhibitions, selfishness, ignorance and stupidly misunderstood inner revolt. Our right experiment has doomed even our societal basic need to reproduce.

You will ask me if I’m pro or against gay marriage. I couldn’t care less either way. It is not my concern. And until it is in my family, I don’t see why I should have to take a stand on this issue at all? This is not slavery, or some intrinsic right that a person can or should feel injured or below all the rest without. 

Ask me first if I think it is a marriage. I do not. I think it’s a beautiful thing that two people – gay or not – can find something that keeps them together. Any such union is nothing short of amazing – especially in our days, filled with hate. I agree that any two people that have been lucky to find their pair should be encouraged by law to be and to stay together and they certainly should have the same rights as would any two people who choose to join their lives (for … more than a night). But if something is different, accept that it’s different. Why ask for marriage when you know it is not? It’s who you are. You are different, you have a different type of relationship and union. Accept who you are before you try to impose unto others your principals – which are clearly different – as being the same with everyone else's! That is just wrong. I don’t disagree with equality. What I’m saying is “different”, by definition, is just… “not the same”.  

You are making non-issues, major issues. And what is most painful is that we’ve all – gay or straight – can’t stand united for those rights that affect us all: kids grow up more and more in single parent families!!! That is what should trouble us all. Single mothers (and fathers) today have less rights than us all: gay or straight. And it’s often – in fact always – the case: it’s not’s the child’s fault. Sometimes, not even the fault of the raising parent. Single parent family – now that is a cause I can support asking equal rights for. 

Denisa

I believe in decency

I believe in decency and reciprocity. Two things that, it seems, are dead in our society. Our generation has replaced them with ignorance and opportunism. And to top these off, a selfishness that makes even a person like me doubt that caring and being a open-hearted human being is good and encouraging behavior.
Humanity has died right before our eyes. We have killed it. The choices we've made, the people we've become, the legacy we choose to leave behind - none of these make us proud. We aim to be the people we trample on, and spit on, and shame.

This hypocrisy has no limits. It has reached the sky and it keeps on going. When even the most hopeful people in the world stop hoping... "Houston, we (definitely!)  have a problem" here!

Denisa

Identity crisis

To my friends who talk about identity.

I am Romanian. Like many of my Romanian friends here in the States, I don't live in Romania. Romania and my country's history lives in me.

I have all sorts of Romanian "palls" around me. Most - even those who have lived here for many more years than they've lived in Romania - still call themselves "Romanians", first (and "Americans", second). I do know those few who think they are "different than the other Romanians".
To them I say: you are who you feel you are. But if you don't have a sense of your own identity anymore, the only thing you can be is: LOST.

Denisa

Child of this world

I'm the lonely, sad child

Of this cynical world

Where the love demands payment

And true friendship is gone.

Often I wonder why people are cold

As I feel myself turning 

Piece by piece into stone

Setting aside who I am for a dream,

That I'm not even wanting,

But somehow fits some need…

Wish I lived for myself, 

Not for somebody else;

But I'm eager for love,

Some acceptance of sorts

Watching these people all around me

Some who will friend me,

Some who will be mean...

Do I just close my heart to avoid all the pain?

It's so random what happens,

The stories we live...

Yet it's all set in order 

And we know how it ends.

May it be bliss and glory

Or heartache, or hate,

We're all acting this story,

Play our part ‘till the end.

I'm the one that is dragging

I'm the one that breaks loose

I'm the one that can't stand this

I'm the one that feels used

Do we all treasure drama?

Love as much as we hate?

I feel distant and major

I'm above and beyond

As I look down the coldness 

Of some ignorant Gods

They are ants that had power,

Puppeteers of my soul,

For I granted them wisdom

Made them feel they’re above;

I allowed them to rule me

Shared with them all I'm worth.

I'm the cynical child 

Of this lonely, sad world.

                                    (Denisa Dobrin - 11/1/2011)

Indecision

It started in a chat room

You asked if I’m around

I said: “I’m almost leaving,

But write me later on.”

We shared a candle dinner

And had a glass of wine,

A beer in an old bar

And said we’d meet again.

Chorus:

Careless indecisions  

Silence and illusions

I’m in sorrow land.

All I have is feelings

This heart thorn in millions

Hopes all was not in vane.

Thoughts are racing by,

My heart ‘s an open cry.

Just say you feel the same

Or was it just a game?

Careless indecision

Sorrow and confusion;

All I have is feelings,

This heart thorn in millions…

Was it just a game?

Thoughts are racing by,

My heart ’s an open cry.

Once you felt the same

            Was it all in vain?

          

As weeks were passing by

You couldn’t hide your pride

And being next to me

Was all that you could see.

We argued and we kissed

‘Cause nothing can be missed

When feelings have evolved

Beyond a simple call.

Chorus….

And then you disappeared

No word and no decision.

My heart is in the wind

You’re love is all I need.

Dismay and disillusion

Keep seeking a conclusion

I sit here at the end

And can’t stop hitting “send”.

                                                                by Denisa Dobrin  (April 9, 2007)