What are you?

That dreaded tag-line that plagues so many when you declare a piece of yourself via a kiss. In social groups it's a branding, as thou you have to pick sides or you'll be left out of the 'great games.' Basically you are who you are, the stakes shouldn't be against you or in my case being forced by others to pick a side. If I declare one thing and yet retain some of my own existence, then in the community I am looked at as a traitor. Fuck that !

So when a friend, foe of family member asks 'What are you,' just reply with a smile, no dialogue or if you're in an unapologetic mood then by all means go for it. I choose to retain some mystery but a few friends and family do wear that privilege of knowing the man behind the eyes.

Lou Reed said it best in 2002 when he channeled Edgar Allen Poe's The Raven. Reed had constructed an album based around THE RAVEN and out of that came the song, "Who Am I?" another song of Reed's is "kill your sons," in this song Reed confronts those early waking moments of his own Kinsey Number 3 and the shock therapy that followed to 'rid him of this sickness.' During that time it was not uncommon to use shock therapy to 'cure homosexuality,' we all know now that there is nothing to cure, it's just how you came to be over time, born with the notion that you could bloom once all was quiet and you knew how to express your true intent = human being.