The Black Veil – Diversity

And so continues part two of The Black Veil, if you haven’t read the first part, go here for a more thorough explanation on what The Black Veil is and what it means.

Part two is: Diversity

Our paths are many, even though the journey we are on is essentially the same. No single one of us has all the answers to who and what we are. Respect everyone’s personal views and practices. We cannot let petty differences of ideology prevent us from maintaining a unified community; there are enough who would attack us from the outside.

Our diversity is our strength. Let our differences in viewpoint enrich us but never divide us amongst ourselves.

I have no critisisms of this section, if fact, it presents a very good point.  “No single one of us has all the answers to who and what we are.” This is SO important, for many reasons.

1.  I’ve had many many people come to me, and seen even more people come to Day with questions about vampyres, vampyrism, and especially awakening.  The fact of the matter is, we know a lot about vampyrism, but not everything.  Our experiences will differ in many ways from your own.  Not everything we relay to you will apply to you.  Vampyrism is a very personal journey.  (Not even mine and Day’s was completely the same, despite how close we are.)  This doesn’t mean that you are or should be completely alone in learning about it, but never take one person’s opinion as law, take the initiative to form your own opinions, look inside yourself and at what is happening to you.  This is the most important thing you can do to learn about your own vampyrism.

2.  There are thousands of vampyres out there, and even more people that know or think they know all about vampyres.  I’ve been on forum after forum where people present information about vampyres and get beaten down by fellow posters who believe their opinions to be false.  ….Stop it.  There are always going to be people out there who know more than you, less than you, have different opinions than you, or are just plain ignorant.  Accept these for what they are, opinions.  If you think they are wrong, don’t take them to heart, or offer your own opinion if you want.  But there is no point in bashing people.  It only boils down to you putting more negative energy out into the world, and we all know we have quite enough of that going around.

3.  PHYSICAL APPEARANCE MEANS NOTHING.  This isn’t exactly what this section talks about, but it’s related.  No one has to wear all black, listen to a certain kind of music, wear eyeliner, have tattoos, etc etc to be a vampyre.  When someone dressed in pink and wearing pig tails tells you their a vampyre–they very well might be.  Vampyrism is a purely internal thing.  Business men/women can be vampyres, celebrities, even children.  Accept their opinions just as you would any other.

So, pay very close attention to this section.  Diversity and Unity ARE our power as a community, as a pretty big minority we all have to depend on eachother to learn, grow, and find solace in being different.  Thanks again to sanguinarius.org for the actual text from The Black Veil.

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Opinion Poll – Older guys? ..and Managers?

Warning: The following post seems unnecessarily long but back-story was vital. Don’t leave me just yet. ❤

First of all, apologies to those who were expecting a vampyre post. We’re going totally off the wall here for a night–I need opinions. Because I’m honestly a little freaked out.

Here’s the story:

I was hired at Gamestop almost 2 years ago, by a guy who we’ll call–Jake. Okay well–I worked with Jake for abooouutt 3 months before he moved to a different store so another manager could take over ours. I don’t even think I saw him on his last day.

Well, it’s been about a year and nine months since I’ve seen or talked to him and out of the blue I get a text message from “Jake” on my phone that says “Do you want to get a bite to eat?” …uh? I racked my brain for OTHER Jakes it might be in case I was thinking of the wrong guy, but there is only ONE Jake in my phone, that I put in there one year and nine months ago in case there were any problems at the store.

Five minutes of brain racking happened before he got impatient and called me. Asked me again–if I wanted to go eat. He wanted to catch up, see how school was going, and after the initial shock of my long lost–and now found ex-manager, I agreed, scheduling for the following Wednesday since I had plans and two jobs to work. It seemed innocent and I honestly had missed him a bit.

Well–it wasn’t long before it started getting creepy. The next day at work I received a text message asking if I was working. I said yes, and why? No answer, until he came walking through the Gamestop doors. He stayed until well after close, and left only after I stopped talking since I was counting the money in the registers. It still seemed–rather innocent. Just a visit.

Well, the next day I was at my internship making coffee when I received a text message asking if I wanted to see a movie. Call me a horrible person, but I didn’t answer. I was frustrated! I made plans with you for Wednesday after telling you about my busy busy work/social life, that means–let’s stick to Wednesday. Two hours later–he calls. Again, call me horrible but I didn’t answer.

Now, this is the part where I would think that hints would be taken, but the next day I received a “Hello, meanie!” Text message. Now keep in mind, this man is 38, he has a kid to the best of my knowledge, and the use of “meanie” as a jeering insult seemed–well–off. Again, I did not answer, vowing that I’d call him the next day after work to verify our plans for dinner.

Well, before I got the chance to do so, I’m working at Gamestop today and my associate Marcus, who’s been keeping up with the whole ordeal answers the phone. I can’t hear the voice on the other end but Marcus answers “Abigail.” to whatever question it was they asked. He hung up the phone with a look of horror on his face. “It was Jake.” Of course, he shows up, taunting me about not answering his text messages to which I swiftly replied that “My phone is broken.” But, politely I verified our plans for tomorrow, chose a place, declined his offer to pick me up at home, and agreed to meet him at some sushi place at 8.

Marcus’ response: “He wants to get in your pants.”

I don’t want to believe it!! He my 38-year-old-ex-manager-with-a-kid. I looked UP to this guy as an EMPLOYEE. NOTHING more. I thought it was nice at first that he wanted to catch up and see how his ex-employee was doing, but this seems like it’s reaching creepy stalker proportions. Or at least like he means something more than just “catching up.”

Am I wrong? Over-reacting? Is this–normal?

Day claims that younger girls dating older guys is totally normal by today’s standards, but god, I just don’t see it as logical, nor do I have any desire to do so. Not unless we REALLY clicked or something, but all he did was hire me.

…Help.

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