From the Beginning
For this is the message that ye heard from the beginning, that we should love one another. (KJV) ( 1 John 3:11 )
Why does the apostle John repeat that we must love one another even though we have heard it from the beginning? It’s because of the importance of the message. Other things get in the way, our minds get distracted, our selfish desires begin to overwhelm us. Perhaps this is a message that fades over time and we need to remind ourselves over and over to love others more. Is there someone you are angry at today? If so, how can you show them your love, even though you are frustrated?
Burly Bears
“Giving Trade, bitche$” Thats the headline for the party tonight. The Burly Bears is a group that puts on a monthly gay men’s party in Burlington at Red Square, a bar on Church Street. I’ve never been to one of their parties and this will be a first for me. Each month has a new theme. This month’s theme: Rough Trade. It’s 21 and over and $5 at the door. Proceeds going to People with AIDS Center Vermont!
Originally a coded term referring to a sexual partner, or alternatively, an economic exchange involving sex, today gays say Trade to evoke a hot guy who looks ready to “do business.” Rough Trade suggests a guy who is dangerous and masculine and maybe Gay for Pay.
Tonight the Burly Bears want everyone “bringing the Trade, honey!” They say to “Get that street corner attire ready and sprinkle it with some sweat and desperation and a hint of glitter, haha.” They’ll have the incomparable DJ Stephen Wallace (Montreal) spinning his characteristic sexy set!!
I can’t wait. I have my outfit ready.
On Clothes
On Clothes
by Kahlil Gibran
And the weaver said, Speak to us of Clothes.
And he answered:
Your clothes conceal much of your beauty, yet they hide not the unbeautiful.
And though you seek in garments the freedom of privacy you may find in them a harness and a chain.
Would that you could meet the sun and the wind with more of your skin and less of your raiment,
For the breath of life is in the sunlight and the hand of life is in the wind.
Some of you say, “It is the north wind who has woven the clothes we wear.”
And it say, Ay, it was the north wind,
But shame was his loom, and the softening of the sinews was his thread.
And when his work was done he laughed in the forest.
Forget not that modesty is for a shield against the eye of the unclean.
And when the unclean shall be no more, what were modesty but a fetter and a fouling of the mind?
And forget not that the earth delights to feel your bare feet and the winds long to play with your hair.
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