New birth

Messages 2011

God Doesn’t Care If You Are Gay.

May 24th, 2011

Berkeley, California

Received by FAB

 

I am here, Oscar Wilde.

You are reading Andre Gide’s account of me in “If It Die”. I must say, I knew of his honesty and integrity in regard to myself. I knew I made him uncomfortable, but I could sense a like-minded soul who was prepared to speak the truth regardless of the consequences.

I have heard what you have said about me, that I had adequate warning [of his trial and ruin], so I brought my ruin on myself. Well, my friend, this spirit world confirms, nay fairly shouts its agreement. It’s all clear to me now, that whatever we do has consequences, and that we are responsible for ourselves.

I no longer pose in roles. I discarded that because I felt it was important to be who I am. Besides, there was no longer a need to be defensive about a hostile world.

My own experience over here is, God Doesn’t Care if you are gay. He only Cares about your heart and being a good person. One day, some people will learn this great truth to their sorrow.

 

Oscar Fingal O’Flahertie Wills Wilde (16 October 1854 – 30 November 1900) was an Irish writer and poet. After writing in different forms throughout the 1880s, he became one of London’s most popular playwrights in the early 1890s. Today he is remembered for his epigrams, plays and the circumstances of his imprisonment, followed by his early death.

At the height of his fame and success, whilst his masterpiece, The Importance of Being Earnest (1895), was still on stage in London, Wilde sued the father of his lover, Lord Alfred Douglas, for libel. After a series of trials, Wilde was convicted of gross indecency with other men and imprisoned for two years, held to hard labour. In prison he wrote De Profundis (1905), a long letter which discusses his spiritual journey through his trials, forming a dark counterpoint to his earlier philosophy of pleasure. Upon his release he left immediately for France, never to return to Ireland or Britain. There he wrote his last work, The Ballad of Reading Gaol (1898), a long poem commemorating the harsh rhythms of prison life. He died destitute in Paris at the age of forty-six. (Source - Wikipaedia)

 

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