A Message from Pipa Phalange: 

Blessings to all who have arrived to this strange and wonderful place I call the OAK GROVE!

Welcome to a safe haven among the spectacular, powerful, and protective OAKS.  Here your
friends have been waiting for you.  Please sit down and rest awhile.  The speed of the Internet
can be so draining at times.

The OAK GROVE is a home for creative expression for the voices that have yet to be fully heard
... a sanctuary for those spirited Radical Faeries running amok in yonder glen and dale.  Hey, you
there, leave Dale alone!

It may not look like much at the moment but its all there and its all good.  In fact, its all around us as
I speak to you.  Be patient and you'll soon see what I mean.  You'll soon marvel at the sounds of the
Sirens just over there in the clearing. Or perhaps, you may enjoy the serenity of beauty left behind
by the water sprites near the river's edge?  I can't quite tell with you...and I'm usually very keen at
the knowing.  But in any case, relax and make yourself at home.  You are among friends!

I, myself, enjoy with great glee to watch the dance of the woodland deities.  I find that I am always
surprised as they move in the most unexpected ways.  Prancing, kissing, hugging and laughing, hiding
in the shadows at one moment, and then appearing in the light once again.  Yes, yes, most unexpected. 
It fills me with joy to see all of the creatures of the forest here united in love and understanding.

What?  What's that you say?  Speak up!  Oh, why are we here?  Why?  Well, where else would we
be, my friend? 

I have never been one of those smooth, creamy boys or hunky hairy gym bunnies that perpetuate
the gay media.  I don't think that I'd ever qualify for the A-Gay list...if it even exists.  I don't relate to
the current mainstreaming of gay identity in the US.  ...I'm a square peg, even among my own kind.  I think
most of us are or feel we are.

My life; my stories are much, much more complete than simply knowing what to wear or how to dance.
Not all of us prefer to throw out our quick wit into the night air, purse our lips, and give a two snap
attack in the air above us to the thrill of everyone around us.  There is more, much more!

I am a man.  ...and I am a Faerie.  Simple as that, I suppose.  I live with excitement of the future in my
heart.  I dream of a better world of understanding among strangers.  I strive to live a good life.  I am
filled with hope.  ...a-n-d, its true that sometimes as I reach for the stars, I fall flat on my face!  Not a
pretty sight, for sure. Some nights, I find that I cry myself to sleep because the world can be cruel to
those of us that don't fit.  I am the same and I am different.  I fit in here and I don't fit in there.

So, through my days, I've searched for those like me.  No doubt, there are MANY more like me.  They
probably come in all sexes, shapes, and sizes.  ...but where are they?  Are they hiding in some Tennessee
Retreat?  Are they living out a life as part of a community in Virginia? Are they down the street in a
club looking for me? Hmmm.

...My voice, like everyone else deserves to be heard.  So many against us, so much fear of those who are
different.  Here we celebrate the wonderful variety that nature brings forth!  What beauty in our varieties!

Well, GOOD FORTUNE has smiled upon all of us in the GROVE today for here YOU are!  Ha, ha!  What the
ORACLE will dream tonight will be amazing for sure!

So welcome again to the GROVE, my lovely one.  Feel free to explore high and low.  Sing out with the Sirens
if you will.  Jump into the hot mad dance of the Satyrs.  Take time to learn from the Elders.  There is always
something going on here, you are welcome to return often, and OH!, wait until the festivals come.  He, hee.
There is definitely magick in the air, I can smell it from here! Oh, JOY!  Today is NEW day...Everyone, we have
found a new friend!  Blessed be!

What was once a little dream buried within the soul like an acorn, has finally sprouted out into the
daylight.  Please join me and plant your own gardens here in the GROVE.  Let's see what beauty
we can create.  Let's create the community we long for.  Lets shine for those looking for light.

I want to hear it in our songs!
                I want to see it in our films!
                               I want to contemplate it in our photographic splendor!

Time has come for the Radical Faerie to be heard and seen! Our people need us in these trying times.  We
still move to the Gay Muse: the Creative Spirit that springs from our "being different."  Let's not fit in!  Let's
show them the beauty that it is to be different.  Through our love, may all of our people - may all of our tribes
find understanding and peace that comes from the sharing our GIFTS and our KNOWLEDGE!

Welcome to the beginning...

                Welcome to the OAK GROVE within ...

                               Behold, YOU ARE THE OAK GROVE ORACLE !

Blessed Be, Indeed!

Your friend...

                       Pipa Phalange