“Sorry for freaking out,” he said.
“You didn’t freak out,” I told him. “You had an emotional moment. That’s okay.”
“I guess so.”
“I have them all the time. The strangest things just set me off.”
“Yeah,” he said. “Sometimes, I’m just sitting and thinking and suddenly, I’m just a wreck.”
“Happens to me, too,” I told him.
“Like what?”
I thought for a moment. Didn’t have a good answer.
I do now.
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It was an emotional day. In my youth, Freddie was a force of nature, telling me that shame was stupid, ugly, and dangerous. That I should wear who I am on my shoulder with pride. I remember exactly where I was when I heard he died. For some it was Kennedy, for others, it’s Lennon, and others, it’s Cobain.
For me, it will forever and always be Freddie.
It was an emotional day. But when Annie Lennox and David Bowie got on the stage, my resolve broke, and I wept. Without shame.
Freddie didn’t love everybody… but he loved as many of us as he could.
Discordianism can be silly, nonsensical, and even absurd. But sometimes, it’s powerful enough to pull tears. Watching Annie Lennox in this video, on Discordia’s Day, reminds me of that.