"Ode To Hedonism...." April 23, 2000

"Ode To Hedonism...." April 23, 2000

Just Before Midnight...

....and although I have not patronized the meaning afforded these last few days off, I did use the time to affirm my love and affection for family and friends. Transcending individual Spirituality, this is what holidays are all about, to me at least.

And after a weekend of satiating the hedonistic beast within, I am stuffed tighter than a 20lb piñata, and spent with more esurience than a millionaire John.

In honour of Alyx's well being, and because I am not able to have a positive experience with biological family this holiday, The Goddess and I hosted a dinner last evening with our closest family and friends. A good time was had by all, I'd wager.

It was quite an intimate gathering with Alyx, Karyn, Freda, Lowlandz, The Goddess and me, bathed in candlelight, over a feast of food, flowing ale and spirits, and more than one anectdote about The Goddess' more youthful glory days. My favourite has to be when The Goddess, working as a counter person in Zellers' fabric department, sent a blue hair to the plant department for camouflage material, citing that she "just could not seem to be able to find it anywhere".

You have to admit, that was highly original.

The only one missing was Rhiannon, who was at home feeling more than a bit under the weather.

Your presence was missed tremendously, Rhi. Get Better!

I was honoured with the gathering at out table last evening; I am blessed with so many truly gifted, passionate, caring people. My cup runneth over....

....and so did my shot glass.

Thank you, all, for filling my spirit with kindness to the point where it just could not be contained.

Today, after a much needed sleep in, The Goddess (who was remarkably up at 7:15am, lovingly cleaning up from the night before) and I spent the afternoon with client Cody, and then the evening at her mother's for another satiating dinner in the company of The Goddess, her mother, brother, and his wife. My mother-in-law is one of the most amazing, compassionate, dearest souls I have had the privilege of encountering.

And what a cook.

And to quote Lowlandz, all the dinner needed was a good nap.

Yet, once home, a combination of the glow emanating from The Goddess and my satiated being made undeniable my desire to take her as soon as we made it inside. In the glow of one candle, to the pounding rhythms of Delerium, amidst the pat, pat, pat of the rainfall caressing the windows, while the encroaching darkness outside made mystic our surroundings and The Goddess an erotic, dreamlike facade...

...we fucked.

It was not making love; it was too primitive, too passionate, to instinctually savage. We were too emblazed, too hungry, and too consumed. We drowned ourselves in each other as we rode the tide to days long passed, feeling wholly, gratifyingly devoured by the time we got there.

And every now and then, a good fuck is just what one needs.....

....Blessed Be...