愛與希望
種一欉樹仔 在咱的土地
不是為著恨 是為著愛
二二八 這一天
你我作伙來思念 失去的親人
種一欉樹仔 在咱的心內
不是為著死 是為著希望
二二八 這一天
你我鬥陣相安慰 不通尚悲傷
從每一片葉子 愛與希望在成長
樹仔會釘根在咱的土地
樹仔會伸上咱的天
黑暗的時陣看著天星
在樹頂閃熾
跟你長談之後我想起了蕭泰然老師的曲子，愛與希望。
也許你又要笑說我頭長在天頂。（音樂？哈。）
但是我們如果只能教導下一代仇恨，而不是教導以之愛，對這片土地的愛。
仇恨只會延續，如同盧安答數十年不斷地重複種族滅絕。
我們要這樣的台灣嗎？我要我的主權，但是我不認為仇恨可以達成我們彼此寄望的最終目標。
如果每個種子都受到我們做長者父母得悉欣呵護，有沒有可能會長出強壯的大樹？
如果沒有希望卻寄望暴力，我們怎麼可能說透過這方式得來得是真實的民主？
蕭老師以一個走過那段歲月的歷練寫下這首曲子，黑暗的時候看著天星，而愛與希望的種子就在那裡。
"It’s the last time I speak to you, Yves.
"I remember the first time we met and those days that followed. The day we decided to be together.
"I remember telling you in your bed at Val de Grace hospital that you were no longer the head of the couture house where you worked, and I remember your reaction. ...
"I remember your first collection under your name and the tears at the end. Then the years passed. Oh, how they passed quickly. The divorce was inevitable but the love never stopped."
What stuck Berge the most, he said, was Saint Laurent’s “rigor and exigence.”
"We find the style you created everywhere today.
"Chanel and you were the great couturiers of the 20th century. She of the first half, you the second.
“You constructed an oeuvre,” he said and compared its beauty and mastery to “a garden of Le Notre or a beautiful Matisse.”
"I don’t know how to say good-bye because I can never leave you. We will never watch a sunset together again. We will never share the emotions together before a painting again. Someday I will join you under the palm trees of Morocco.
I want to tell you my admiration, my profound respect and my love."
(According to Los Angels Times)
They must say we are two love fools. When I watched Beauty and the Beast, then I suddenly
thought this song, and it's quite suit for us. Even we are apart now, but we know we love
each other. Baby, when you feel alone, please remember someone is singing for you and
loving you in the same big sky.
Somewhere Out There
written by James Horner, Barry Mann, Cynthia Weil
Somewhere out there beneath the pale moonlight
Someone's thinking of me and loving me tonight
Somewhere out there someone's saying a prayer
That we'll find one another in that big somewhere out there
And even though I know how very far apart we are
It helps to think we might be wishing on the same bright star
And when the night wind starts to sing a lonesome lullaby
It helps to think we're sleeping underneath the same big sky
Somewhere out there if love can see us through
Then we'll be together somewhere out there
Out where dreams come true
And even though I know how very far apart we are
It helps to think we might be wishing on the same bright star
And when the night wind starts to sing a lonesome lullaby
It helps to think we're sleeping underneath the same big sky
Somewhere out there if love can see us through
Then we'll be together somewhere out there
Out where dreams come true
To our neighbors, my wife, Nancy, and I don’t appear in the least unusual. To those in the quiet Oregon community where we live, we are viewed just as we are -- a happy couple deeply in love. Our desire to work hard, buy our first home, and start a family was nothing out of the ordinary. That is, until we decided that I would carry our child.
I am transgender, legally male, and legally married to Nancy. Unlike those in same-sex marriages, domestic partnerships, or civil unions, Nancy and I are afforded the more than 1,100 federal rights of marriage. Sterilization is not a requirement for sex reassignment, so I decided to have chest reconstruction and testosterone therapy but kept my reproductive rights. Wanting to have a biological child is neither a male nor female desire, but a human desire.
Ten years ago, when Nancy and I became a couple, the idea of us having a child was more dream than plan. I always wanted to have children. However, due to severe endometriosis 20 years ago, Nancy had to undergo a hysterectomy and is unable to carry a child. But after the success of our custom screen-printing business and a move from Hawaii to the Pacific Northwest two years ago, the timing finally seemed right. I stopped taking my bimonthly testosterone injections. It had been roughly eight years since I had my last menstrual cycle, so this wasn’t a decision that I took lightly. My body regulated itself after about four months, and I didn’t have to take any exogenous estrogen, progesterone, or fertility drugs to aid my pregnancy.
Our situation sparks legal, political, and social unknowns. We have only begun experiencing opposition from people who are upset by our situation. Doctors have discriminated against us, turning us away due to their religious beliefs. Health care professionals have refused to call me by a male pronoun or recognize Nancy as my wife. Receptionists have laughed at us. Friends and family have been unsupportive; most of Nancy’s family doesn’t even know I’m transgender.
This whole process, from trying to get pregnant to being pregnant, has been a challenge for us. The first doctor we approached was a reproductive endocrinologist. He was shocked by our situation and told me to shave my facial hair. After a $300 consultation, he reluctantly performed my initial checkups. He then required us to see the clinic’s psychologist to see if we were fit to bring a child into this world and consulted with the ethics board of his hospital. A few months and a couple thousand dollars later, he told us that he would no longer treat us, saying he and his staff felt uncomfortable working with “someone like me.”
In total, nine different doctors have been involved. This is why it took over one year to get access to a cryogenic sperm bank to purchase anonymous donor vials, and why Nancy and I eventually resorted to home insemination.
When I finally got pregnant for the first time, I ended up having an ectopic pregnancy with triplets. It was a life-threatening event that required surgical intervention, resulting in the loss of all embryos and my right fallopian tube. When my brother found out about my loss, he said, “It’s a good thing that happened. Who knows what kind of monster it would have been.”
On successfully getting pregnant a second time, we are proud to announce that this pregnancy is free of complications and our baby girl has a clean bill of health. We are happily awaiting her birth, with an estimated due date of July 3, 2008.
How does it feel to be a pregnant man? Incredible. Despite the fact that my belly is growing with a new life inside me, I am stable and confident being the man that I am. In a technical sense I see myself as my own surrogate, though my gender identity as male is constant. To Nancy, I am her husband carrying our child -- I am so lucky to have such a loving, supportive wife. I will be my daughter’s father, and Nancy will be her mother. We will be a family.
Outside the local medical community, people don’t know I’m five months’ pregnant. But our situation ultimately will ask everyone to embrace the gamut of human possibility and to define for themselves what is normal.
＊原文連結：http://www.advocate.com/exclusive_detail.asp?id=52947&page=1
歌名: 旅行的意義
演唱: 陳綺貞
附註:
作曲: 陳綺貞, 編曲: 李雨寰
監製: , 填詞: 陳綺貞
你看過了許多美景
你看過了許多美女
你迷失在地圖上每一道短暫的光陰
你品嚐了夜的巴黎
你踏過下雪的北京
你熟記書本裡每一句你最愛的真理
卻說不出你愛我的原因
卻說不出你欣賞我哪一種表情
卻說不出在什麼場合我曾讓你動心
說不出離開的原因
你累計了許多飛行
你用心挑選紀念品
你蒐集了地圖上每一次的風和日麗
你擁抱熱情的島嶼
你埋葬記憶的土耳其
你流連電影裡美麗的不真實的場景
卻說不出你愛我的原因
卻說不出你欣賞我哪一種表情
卻說不出在什麼場合我曾讓你分心
說不出旅行的意義
你勉強說出你愛我的原因
卻說不出你欣賞我哪一種表情
卻說不出在什麼場合我曾讓你分心
說不出離開的原因
勉強說出你為我寄出的每一封信
都是你離開的原因
你離開我 就是旅行的意義
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