Happy International Women’s Day!

Today is International Women’s day. If you are in any way, shape, or form a woman. Happy day to you.

Womanhood
By Kateryna Fury

Woman hood.
Changes daily
Perspectives on
Faith, life, joy
Woman hood
Stagnates slowly
Burned up by the men
They fear
They punish
They take away
Woman hood

Stereotype of Female
by Kateryna Fury

Female Nature is to love
Female Nature is to nurture
Vagina is dirty
Menstration is bad
You must love every man you have ever had
You must not dress like a whore or frump
you must do the chores and not complain
Striken, beaten, battered too
Female nature is abused

I am Woman
By Kateryna Fury
I am woman
What is woman but a flower
Wilting under heat of sun?
So says man, So say I
What is man but a hammer
hitting the nails even after it is done
Sexuality confuses
Sexuality becomes deviant
I desire to touch
I desire to feel
No flower am I
I am woman
I am person
I am more than just what seems
I see the thousand worlds
I am potential
I am woman
I am love
I am joy
I am woman

Wordabration 2009

I am a word junkie. I cannot escape them, and they are what I see the world in. I do not see you as colored flesh blobs, I see you as descriptions in text of colored flesh blobs. We cannot have lyrical music without words, speeches, television, even silent films needed words to describe their content. Blogs especially are made of words.

Tomorrow I am giving a speech called Wordabration, it is a speech to introduce me to the Toastmasters’ group. Well, I am going to put words into a context of my existence. I cannot give you a pre-written speech to read, so, when the video is up, I will post it in the blog. In the mean time I wanted to share this video, it uses words to show the entire glut of change we face. Skynet is coming, Bluetooth is the key.

If you know what the music is, I’d love to. It stuck in my head and has me all tingly, with words. Why are words so important? As a culture our language is what gives us expression, and although not all of the words in a language are positive, they still are the keys to¬† understanding an entire culture. Without the Rosetta stone our understanding of the ancient world would be not even a tenth of what it is today.

The language of a legal document, or the language used when you are mirandized if you are arrested matters. Language is the single most important part of a culture. Language is used to discriminate too, if you do not have a mastery of the language then people presume you are stupid.

I love words. I truly do. Wordabrate with me. What is your favorite word? Mine is Onomatopoeia, a word describing sound. Sounds and words are the same, that is merely proof.

I woke up today ready to resume writing my novel, and, so full of word steam I felt as if I had exploded. I broached new territory for me,describing adult situations in my book. I decided to write the first draft without being certain who my audience was, and today I woke up knowing my audience. The power of my words grows exponentially. I can hardly wait to edit this puppy!

By the time I go agent shopping, I doubt my book will even resemble the mess it is now. I am showing not telling, there are gaping plot holes, inconsistencies in names but that is what a first draft is for. All of the variations of my characters have to melt down into a single and final variation. My Pirate dragon warrior princess has to become a person, instead of a pile of words, while being in literary form. Only words can manage that.

I do not cry over movies often, but, even comic books can make me weep. Words are the most powerful weapons in the world. They start wars, they stop wars. They make people rich and poor. They give the perception of rights, and they can even train those who hear them to believe certain things. Words are used to label people, sometimes to their betterment and most often to their detriment.

Words uplift, they demean, but most of all they are just words. Wordabration means, celebrating words. You can participate in March, my month of Wordabration, by reading the dictionary, read just one page a week, learn a new word, or even just acknowledging what words have given you. They bring you this blog, your news, even if you get it online or from Jon Stewart, words do that for you.

So, here is a celebratory blah blah blah. Let’s go Wordabrate!

Hot Dogs

In Washington domestic abuse victims now can protect their pets. A part of me felt utter elation for a split second before the futility of this struck me. If my cats are home alone, and my abusers magically find me, a piece of paper is not going to protect them. Yes, violence against animals is a huge problem, especially when small children are victimized by the terror that Daddy or Mommy is going to hurt Bowzer because they were bad.

I have been there. I spent years trying to eradicate my ability to love any small animals out of fear. This sudden dejected response brings me up to a point of realization, we need better protection for our humans and animals. If I had felt that I could have safety, options, or that my existence as a woman without children would have not meant another tour of danger where my life was forfeit able to convenience by the shelter system locally, I would not have spent four years with hidden abuse.

I do not like to talk about these topics, but I feel I must. How can I deny the truth and expect other people to see the way out? I was shown, or I would be far worse off than I am now. From some aspects that notion is laughable, after all how can my health get much worse? I can answer that question. I also look at my mind. My mind is strong, free from suicidal ideation for the most part, and it is able to reject the idea that a bullet is the best pain killer.

That does not mean that I should have to feel fear. It is an awesome thing, the hallelujah godliness sort of awesome, that our animals are finally being acknowledged as impotant. Often, if food was not enough to make me obedient, all I had to do was think of my cat and her own special needs and I would do what was asked of me, even if it was torturous to my body. Give up the money I need for clothing and food? I’ve done it. As of right now I am fighting back from a waredrobe of two shirts and four pairs of pants.

Does not having clothing seem silly to compare with being hit or your animals being burned alive? In some aspects it does, yet, being forced to wear clothing that is not appropriate for the season can be dangerous. You risk exposure, overheating, freezing, sunburn. Not having enough clothing to merit doing laundry or to make it worth the time to change out of the outfit you have on for a week is also depressing. Many women are controlled in their relationships by their lack of finance for fashion, it becomes a third rate priority and eventually that can impact their jobs, their social lives. This impacts their ability to be taken seriously and to feed their children. If they are not taken seriously during a crisis, either medical or one where they make their break for freedom, this can leave us with another statistic, instead of a survivor of abuse.

Should it? Not at all. So, as we celebrate this new law in WA, lets look at other ways we can try and help people to rise above. I look forward to the day when a Utopia exists. Man, Woman, White, Black, Asian, American, Mexican, none of these words will matter. Violence will be a memory, not forgotten but taught about with utter honesty so that history does not continue to repeat.

I have a dream, a dream for every woman who has ever felt fear, for ever child who has waited to see if Daddy was going to get mad because they sneezed. I dream that these women and children find freedom and grow into well rounded adults who are secure, able to advocate to protect the weak and the innocent. I dream of a day when domestic violence is a faint memory, a shameful one, and is no longer an option.

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