I would be a fool not have doubts about posting some of the things I write.  I would be more of a fool if I let that stop me from posting them.

I’m a lesbian.  I’m not a gay man.  I’m not a man of any sort, though I am aware that there are many people who disagree with me on that.

Because I am a lesbian, I have the social liberty to speak out.  It’s really hard to find a straight transwoman who will speak up.  Did you ever wonder why?

Muse in the Morning

State of the Onion VII

Cheers to the art and the poem being created synergistically (not a word I like to use, but use ’em or lose ’em).  When I look back on it, I consider the time around the creation of this to be one of my most creative periods.

Art Link Carving The Whittlers All it took was for me to become different They jumped at the chance they sit around waiting for to grab their knives and carve away at my reputation my physical body my possessions my dignity my humanity but inside I was resolute tougher than I would have thought stubborn to the core The pain sliced at the surface of my soul but deep inside I was free and they were chained –Robyn Elaine Serven –February 22, 2006

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Muse in the Morning

State of the Onion VI

I changed.  I am a changeling.

People change as they grow.  Changing some things, though, meets with social appropation.  In order to survive, one must have a base to stand firm upon.

I am and always will be a learner and teacher.  And I will do both to the best of my ability.  Some believed this should have been taken away from me, that I was no longer capable.  Why?  All changing meant was that I would have more to teach.

I will learn.  I will teach.  And I will live an examined life.

Art Link Sensory Input A Teacher What more could anyone want to be than a studier learning what one wants or needs to learn so that one can learn more each nugget of wisdom parsed again and again into 17 different contexts just for the fun of it joyously reading for the knowledge contained or just to view the style in which it was presented levels upon levels of viewpoints and knowledge always knowledge deeper and broader at the edge of human experience and beyond forever knowledge both profound and absurd and eventually for the lucky industrious few getting paid to think and help others along their own paths to enlightenment? I am a teacher –Robyn Elaine Serven –February 22, 2006

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Muse in the Morning

State of the Onion V

Art Link Who? Choosing He was I am and will be It took a sharp blade to divide us He carried me through tough times and brought me to where I could be but it was unbearable too utterly suffocating and bitterly ravaging that he lived while I hid wasting away slowly rotting the years away a life mislived It was him or both of us There was only one vessel One had to die I chose I chose him I do not regret that he lived I am who he wished he could be but could not manage to be Not to be was the alternative so I chose –Robyn Elaine Serven –January 25, 2006

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Muse in the Morning

State of the Onion IV

Art Link Coming Out Layers of Being Like the layers of an onion I peel away the layers of who I am boy student athlete man draft-dodging longhaired hippie freak Like the layers of an onion each new layer of myself reveals nuance taoist husband father soldier socialist  teacher commie pinko pacifist Like the layers of an onion peeling further uncovers a richer me woe-man poet tranny activist lesbian artist gay homo dyke queer Like the layers of an onion is the truth of the being of the human –Robyn Elaine Serven –November 4, 2005

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Muse in the Morning

State of the Onion III

Art Link Flower Flower It started as a piece of detail in another work a small barely opened bud. Then it bloomed. Or is that the story of my life? Sometimes I forget. –Robyn Elaine Serven –November 3. 2005

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Nine Comments

Yesterday was interesting.  There were so many comments I made which I could have expanded upon…whole chapters in their own right.  What generally happens at a time like that is that nothing happens.  The comments just drift away into nothingness.

So I grabbed an assortment and decided to comment on the comments.  And stuff happens.  If it weren’t for the fact that my computer is currently crashing, I might have selected an assortment of thoughts from those responses and turned them into a poem.  Sometimes, however, stuff doesn’t happen.

For those looking for an etymological moment, I give you

woman

From late O.E. wimman (pl. wimmen), lit. “woman-man,” alteration of wifman (pl. wifmen), a compound of wif “woman” (see wife) + man “human being” (in O.E. used in ref. to both sexes; see man).

You see, the thing is that originally man (or homo in Latin) meant human being.  Wer (or Vir in Latin) meant male man.  Wif  meant female man.  They were less knowledgeable about other possibilities at that time than we should be today…one would think.

In the late 1200s (after the signing of the Magna Carta, one might notice) wer stopped being and man became the word used to refer to a male human.  Those things we said before about human beings?  They now mean males only.

Cf. Du. vrouwmens “wife,” lit. “woman-man.” The formation is peculiar to Eng. and Du. Replaced older O.E. wif, quean as the word for “female human being.” The pronunciation of the singular altered in M.E. by the rounding influence of −w−; the plural retains the original vowel.  Women’s liberation is attested from 1966; women’s rights is from 1840, with an isolated example in 1632.

The WeaveMothers agreed with a request to vibrate a string.  They were whole as well as individual.

Maybe the unit would understand.

Imagine a future.  In my future, you would choose a good one, one good for coexistence on this planet as long as we all have to live here.  

See if you can act so as to turn reality towards that future.  Plan.  Create or discover the necessary resources.  Shape a scheme.  

Set up the dominoes, as many as you can build, and try to find the words that will generate the change you seek.  You will undoubtedly fail.  Analyze feedback.  Loop.  Hope for convergence.  Better yet, design for it.

Muse in the Morning

State of the Onion II

Art Link Purple with Beading Thursday is Queersday Long away and far ago when I was young and naive wearing purple on Thursday meant one was most likely queer as it was called at the time Though I didn’t truly know couldn’t really comprehend what it entailed to be queer I still didn’t wear purple on Thursdays or any day For that I am yet ashamed The power of fear is great –Robyn Elaine Serven –March 16, 2006

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Muse in the Morning

State of the Onion I

Art Link Pencil and Wax Words The words take control demand to be written I help guide them dress them up slim them down searching for clarity, brevity, emotion hopefully all three I’m not sure where they come from perhaps from the pains and joys of my life The words are the blood in the vessels of my mind just as feelings are the blood feeding my soul Is there any separation between me and the words? –Robyn Elaine Serven –January 10, 2006

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Surfaces Assume Control Make a choice of a future of a pattern of spacetime to imagine Make choices in the present to instigate that future to happen –Robyn Elaine Serven –June 3, 2008

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