Somehow I must a way to begin this letter to you. Somehow these realities are true and current.

 I just broke downover stocks. The Television stops it's programming and Nancy Grace speaks over a frozen picture. I try my best to aquire all of these old clips from the television onto my digital camera.

 The Anecdotal Evidence Of the Times.

 I don't want to learn how to be greedy. I ask God for forgiveness of my greed in the past when i pray. Please help me understand how I can become a better person. Please Help me understand how I will come unto my Marriage within a capitilist policy of which I am not accepted.

 Do not fault your brother as you fault yourself. Understanding is the continuation of a battle worse than property rights or sex rights.

Never do I speak of these things publically. Never do I expose too much to those of whom will not understand.

The depth of this issue is only a mentality as it would only pertain to a politcally charged notion that gay / homosexual  rights are only available through such means of State.

Taxes spent in excess can only tax us into oblivion. Yes Sir, May I have? Yes Sir, I will. Yes , Sir, I will.

 I pray for forgiveness of my greed and trespasses onto my life these laws have burrowed unto myself.

 There are no words for why and how these things have happend. There is no excuse for how it feels to be behind nutritionally, financially, and spirtually. I can not define the loss of experience I have personally experienced due to others views, opinion, and law making.

And All My Community Will Give Is The Option To Fight.

 What have I paid for? And the heterosexual communities still believe their jokes, quandries, and biased hateful resentments towards me are acceptable.

 I write to begin this healing. I write so only I will begin to understand this train of thought that bubbles through my eyes as frozen pictures of homes sky-rocketing prices and nicraugan abortion bans begin to flash freeze on the brand new Digital Television Broadcast.

Bubble and cry as stock quotes are pronounced to an extent of dispair in an obviously broken system through which I do not know up from down middle or sides.

This world accepts only dirt. This world accepts only graves as reality.

How can you truly ban my marriage in this country ? Freeze my assets as my Own. Make Me Lie On Forms.

 How do I get to celebrate life with my partner if all information changes from hospital (married) to school (single) to social security (single) ?

Home Of The. Home Of The.

Why Do I have to Liein a coiuntry whose constitution Respects All of my God Given Freedoms ?

I will Not Admit Myself this year. I will not be the Gay Man behind those walls. I will Not. I will Not.

These Taxes are only unpaid because this systematic voting in two thousand and four.

America, You Ripped Us Off.

Home of the. Home Of the. I Pray one day for the house. For the down-payment. For the reality those who already have will one day share.

 I do not want the extra money. I want to pay as any "couple" would.

Some days are great. ya know? Living on payments from the system of Social Security. Does my complaining stop? No. Should it? No.

 All in all. I have dinner or lunch with my partner two times a month. I never go to concerts and every buy is rationally considered.

 It is hard to contemplate how much money is lost within my "single" status as a homosexual male.

Please, I only want the system to Work.