READ: Frank Ocean Writes Blog Post About Orlando

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Ocean, LGBT himself, penned a deeply emotional reaction to the events in Orlando. (Getty)

Reclusive R&B star Frank Ocean has written a blog post on his personal Tumblr, a reaction to the massacre in Orlando in which Omar Mateen murdered 49 people at Pulse, a gay nightclub. The post is packed with raw emotion, from his thoughts on how homophobia permeates in society to grappling with homophobia in religion.

Ocean also talks about the first time he recalls seeing discrimination against people in the LGBT community, from his own father in a restaurant. He recalls the harsh terminology and the way his father seemed to see the person as subhuman.

Anti-LGBT discrimination is an important and personal topic for Frank Ocean. In 2012, the year his acclaimed album Channel Orange came out, he wrote a blog post about his sexuality, and how he had fallen in love with a man in his past. The new post is a particularly heartbreaking read, the pained words of a man in the LGBT community grappling with how society sees him and people like him.

Here is what is contained in Ocean’s post.

I read in the paper that my brothers are being thrown from rooftops blindfolded with their hands tied behind their backs for violating sharia law. I heard the crowds stone these fallen men if they move after they hit the ground. I heard it’s in the name of God. I heard my pastor speak for God too, quoting scripture from his book. Words like abomination popped off my skin like hot grease as he went on to describe a lake of fire that God wanted me in. I heard on the news that the aftermath of a hate crime left piles of bodies on a dance floor this month. I heard the gunman feigned dead among all the people he killed. I heard the news say he was one of us. I was six years old when I heard my dad call our transgender waitress a faggot as he dragged me out a neighborhood diner saying we wouldn’t be served because she was dirty. That was the last afternoon I saw my father and the first time I heard that word, I think, although it wouldn’t shock me if it wasn’t. Many hate us and wish we didn’t exist. Many are annoyed by our wanting to be married like everyone else or use the correct restroom like everyone else. Many don’t see anything wrong with passing down the same old values that send thousands of kids into suicidal depression each year. So we say pride and we express love for who and what we are. Because who else will in earnest? I daydream on the idea that maybe all this barbarism and all these transgressions against ourselves is an equal and opposite reaction to something better happening in this world, some great swelling wave of openness and wakefulness out here. Reality by comparison looks grey, as in neither black nor white but also bleak. We are all God’s children, I heard. I left my siblings out of it and spoke with my maker directly and I think he sounds a lot like myself. If I being myself were more awesome at being detached from my own story in a way I being myself never could be. I wanna know what others hear, I’m scared to know but I wanna know what everyone hears when they talk to God. Do the insane hear the voice distorted? Do the indoctrinated hear another voice entirely?