It seems, I suppose strange that I should include a post about erotica in the middle of so many posts about nature at her most vengeful.
Strange that I should be thinking of erotica on this day when I am directly impacted by natural disaster.
I say in way of explanation that it is pleasant to think of erotica, horrible to contemplate ones home washing away.
A diversion, a gentle and needed diversion on this day.
Friday, November 7, 2008
Skykomish River Crest
The latest warning from the National Weather Service predicts that the river at my home will crest in about one half hour, at 4:00 PM.
It seems that my home, and my neighborhood, has been spared a similar disaster to the one they suffered almost exactly two years ago.
It seems that my home, and my neighborhood, has been spared a similar disaster to the one they suffered almost exactly two years ago.
Erotica
Is erotic writing less serious, less important, less meaningful than writing on other subjects? Are cock and cunt, fucking and sucking, cumming and bliss somehow less valid when described in writing than other things, other activities? Are those who write of family oriented subjects somehow more important writers than those who write of sexuality? Is not sexuality one of the most powerful areas of every individual’s life? Should it not be explored in writing, celebrated in the written word?
These questions I ponder today.
These questions I ponder today.
2:00 PM Flood Report
The level of the South Fork of the Skykomish River has risen slightly since my last report, yet remains just a bit below the level at which it will do major damage.
The rain continues unabated with now over three inches since midnight.
I remain hopeful that the river will crest at some point this afternoon.
The rain continues unabated with now over three inches since midnight.
I remain hopeful that the river will crest at some point this afternoon.
Noon Flood Report
The water levels in the Skykomish River seem to be remaining steady. Low enough to preclude major damage to homes in my area. The rain continues to fall heavily, now over two and a half inches since midnight.
I’ve just driven our road, and it remains open to the highway. We also still have both electrical and phone service, which makes the watching much more pleasant.
Verizon seems to be going to great measures to keep phone service for us; they have a crew in the neighborhood taking care of any issues that arise.
If we do loose electricity, the blog will go dark as I need the satellite modem to post, and don’t think it would be wise to hook that system up to ‘dirty’ generator power.
I’ve just driven our road, and it remains open to the highway. We also still have both electrical and phone service, which makes the watching much more pleasant.
Verizon seems to be going to great measures to keep phone service for us; they have a crew in the neighborhood taking care of any issues that arise.
If we do loose electricity, the blog will go dark as I need the satellite modem to post, and don’t think it would be wise to hook that system up to ‘dirty’ generator power.
Important Flood Link
National Weather Service Flood Warnings For Washington State
If you live along a river in Western Washington you need to pay close attention to this site today.
If you live along a river in Western Washington you need to pay close attention to this site today.
Flooding In Western Washington
Today history seems to be repeating itself along the South Fork of the Skykomish River.
Floodwaters are very high, with some of my neighbors having water in their yards. I don’t think that the waters are high enough to have entered anyone’s homes yet, and I hope that it stays that way.
I sent Mrs. CM out a few hours ago to prevent her becoming trapped if the flooding destroys our roads as has happened so many times in the past. I’ve not been down the road from our house since she left, so I do not know if it remains passable at this time.
At my home the water has almost covered the granite slab that protects us, if it does cover the entire slab that is the time when I must begin to worry. For now I’m simply watching. It will likely prove to be a very long day here, and amazingly wet as we have had over two and a quarter inches of rain since midnight.
In the flood of November 2006 a major logjam was created on the granite slab, right in front of our house. That jam is growing exponentially today. It’s creation did ruin what was a wonderful beach for us, but there is a benefit as well because it is serving as a breakwater, keeping the force of the river out towards the center of the channel and away from our banks. I don’t know if it will continue providing that service if this becomes a major flood, but for now it is offering us a good measure of protection.
An interesting way to wake up this morning as the river remained low late last night; I must hope that it does not grow any larger throughout the day today
Floodwaters are very high, with some of my neighbors having water in their yards. I don’t think that the waters are high enough to have entered anyone’s homes yet, and I hope that it stays that way.
I sent Mrs. CM out a few hours ago to prevent her becoming trapped if the flooding destroys our roads as has happened so many times in the past. I’ve not been down the road from our house since she left, so I do not know if it remains passable at this time.
At my home the water has almost covered the granite slab that protects us, if it does cover the entire slab that is the time when I must begin to worry. For now I’m simply watching. It will likely prove to be a very long day here, and amazingly wet as we have had over two and a quarter inches of rain since midnight.
In the flood of November 2006 a major logjam was created on the granite slab, right in front of our house. That jam is growing exponentially today. It’s creation did ruin what was a wonderful beach for us, but there is a benefit as well because it is serving as a breakwater, keeping the force of the river out towards the center of the channel and away from our banks. I don’t know if it will continue providing that service if this becomes a major flood, but for now it is offering us a good measure of protection.
An interesting way to wake up this morning as the river remained low late last night; I must hope that it does not grow any larger throughout the day today
Thursday, November 6, 2008
Wild Water
My home and office are situated in a very unique location. On the exact outside of a 90-degree turn in a major and swift flowing river. The channel in which that river flows is within two feet of my buildings. This of course makes for a world-class view as we look perfectly and directly upstream, but it also makes for danger when the river overruns its banks.
The river makes this bend because my home and office are built on a massive slab of granite. The exposed slab is hundreds of feet long, and when the river crashes into it, there is no possibility but for the water to make a radical course change. This granite slab is also of course the only reason that buildings can stand here, as it serves as a very secure base, and without it the buildings would be swept away as the land eroded from under them.
Exactly two years ago today, at almost exactly this time of day, our river began flooding. I was on the phone in my office, looking out the large windows at the river, which was now flowing into my yard. Watching as massive trees floated down the river at extremely high speeds, hit the granite slab upon which our home is built, and exploded from the shock of impact.
Then one did not.
It jumped the slab, and hit the building in which I was standing.
My office deck, two stories high, collapsed and water began flowing under the building through the hole created when the log hit.
I ended my conversation, and we evacuated the building. Taking our most valuable items, turning off the electricity, and the gas. We moved next door into my house.
The water continued to rise all day, the office building was hit again and again by trees that had fallen due to the rising waters, and even my house was hit despite it being slightly elevated, and better protected from the raging waters.
We were however one of the only homes in our neighborhood that did not have water inside, because the land falls away after our buildings. At some point in the night we rescued a neighbor who lives beyond us, and was carried away by the waters. The warmth of our fire soon revived him enough so that he could join our vigil. At 9:00 PM the water began retreating, our buildings still standing.
The next morning neither my office building nor our house had intact decks, a massive pile of logs covered what was our yard, and many of our neighbor’s homes were destroyed. We were without a roadway, no way out other than walking about four miles to the highway, for about two weeks. Electricity and telephone were restored sometime after that.
It is the price one must pay for living in one of the most beautiful spots on earth. Horrible rain today, and in previous days, has me thinking about two years ago, has me looking at the river outside of my big windows today.
The river makes this bend because my home and office are built on a massive slab of granite. The exposed slab is hundreds of feet long, and when the river crashes into it, there is no possibility but for the water to make a radical course change. This granite slab is also of course the only reason that buildings can stand here, as it serves as a very secure base, and without it the buildings would be swept away as the land eroded from under them.
Exactly two years ago today, at almost exactly this time of day, our river began flooding. I was on the phone in my office, looking out the large windows at the river, which was now flowing into my yard. Watching as massive trees floated down the river at extremely high speeds, hit the granite slab upon which our home is built, and exploded from the shock of impact.
Then one did not.
It jumped the slab, and hit the building in which I was standing.
My office deck, two stories high, collapsed and water began flowing under the building through the hole created when the log hit.
I ended my conversation, and we evacuated the building. Taking our most valuable items, turning off the electricity, and the gas. We moved next door into my house.
The water continued to rise all day, the office building was hit again and again by trees that had fallen due to the rising waters, and even my house was hit despite it being slightly elevated, and better protected from the raging waters.
We were however one of the only homes in our neighborhood that did not have water inside, because the land falls away after our buildings. At some point in the night we rescued a neighbor who lives beyond us, and was carried away by the waters. The warmth of our fire soon revived him enough so that he could join our vigil. At 9:00 PM the water began retreating, our buildings still standing.
The next morning neither my office building nor our house had intact decks, a massive pile of logs covered what was our yard, and many of our neighbor’s homes were destroyed. We were without a roadway, no way out other than walking about four miles to the highway, for about two weeks. Electricity and telephone were restored sometime after that.
It is the price one must pay for living in one of the most beautiful spots on earth. Horrible rain today, and in previous days, has me thinking about two years ago, has me looking at the river outside of my big windows today.
Wednesday, November 5, 2008
Change In America
President Elect Obama was not my first choice, my second, or even my third. I am however looking forward to his administration with a great deal of interest. Interest because of his striking lack of governmental experience.
Our next President has held political office for such a short time that we have no way of possibly understanding what caliber of President he will be. He could be one of our greatest, one of our worst, or anywhere in between, and I don’t think that anyone in this nation can have a reasonable understanding of how he will perform in the office, good or bad.
I think that change is exactly what our nation needs at this time, but I know that change is only good if it is change for the better. We will have change, but will it be change for the better? That is what I am longing to discover.
I hope that he has a remarkably successful Presidency. He certainly has all the tools he needs to do so. I just wish that he had held previous offices long enough so that we could better know. I suppose however that such knowing would kill this interesting curiosity I am currently feeling.
Our next President has held political office for such a short time that we have no way of possibly understanding what caliber of President he will be. He could be one of our greatest, one of our worst, or anywhere in between, and I don’t think that anyone in this nation can have a reasonable understanding of how he will perform in the office, good or bad.
I think that change is exactly what our nation needs at this time, but I know that change is only good if it is change for the better. We will have change, but will it be change for the better? That is what I am longing to discover.
I hope that he has a remarkably successful Presidency. He certainly has all the tools he needs to do so. I just wish that he had held previous offices long enough so that we could better know. I suppose however that such knowing would kill this interesting curiosity I am currently feeling.
Tuesday, November 4, 2008
Election Recap
Earlier today I posted about the races and candidates that I truly cared about. It's now time for a recap of the results of those races.
WON Rick Larsen for United States Congress D
LOST Dino Rossi for Governor R
LOST Jason Osgood for Secretary of State D
Allan Martin for Treasurer R TOO CLOSE TO CALL
WON Brian Sonntag for Auditor D
WON Doug Sutherland for Commissioner of Public Lands R
LOST John Adams for Insurance Commissioner R
WON The Republican Slate for 39th LD State House
LOST Yes on Initiative 985
WON Yes on Initiative 1000
LOST No on Initiative 1029
It seems that I am batting .500 tonight. Not bad in my book.
Of course these are guesses based upon the current numbers. They might not hold because Washington has a unique and ineffective election system which makes it impossible to know definitive results until days, sometimes weeks after the election. Hopefully that will be changed at some future point.
WON Rick Larsen for United States Congress D
LOST Dino Rossi for Governor R
LOST Jason Osgood for Secretary of State D
Allan Martin for Treasurer R TOO CLOSE TO CALL
WON Brian Sonntag for Auditor D
WON Doug Sutherland for Commissioner of Public Lands R
LOST John Adams for Insurance Commissioner R
WON The Republican Slate for 39th LD State House
LOST Yes on Initiative 985
WON Yes on Initiative 1000
LOST No on Initiative 1029
It seems that I am batting .500 tonight. Not bad in my book.
Of course these are guesses based upon the current numbers. They might not hold because Washington has a unique and ineffective election system which makes it impossible to know definitive results until days, sometimes weeks after the election. Hopefully that will be changed at some future point.
One-Minute Writer
Today’s Blogger ‘blog of note’ is One Minute Writer. A blog that includes both a one-minute timer, and a daily writing prompt. The idea behind the blog is that visitors to it will write on the subject within the prompt, but only for one minute.
This seems like a very fun idea, and I’ve decided to give it a try.
Today’s prompt is:
What would you tell an 18-year-old American to encourage them to vote today?
My answer is:
When our ancestors sought to change government, to create a revolution, they had to fight and die to do so. Their right to self-government was purchased in blood.
We simply have to vote. To go to the polls. We can in this way have our very own revolution, throw every office holder out of his or her respective position if desired.
This seems like a very fun idea, and I’ve decided to give it a try.
Today’s prompt is:
What would you tell an 18-year-old American to encourage them to vote today?
My answer is:
When our ancestors sought to change government, to create a revolution, they had to fight and die to do so. Their right to self-government was purchased in blood.
We simply have to vote. To go to the polls. We can in this way have our very own revolution, throw every office holder out of his or her respective position if desired.
Two Days
The next two days will be very busy for me, and likely quite hard to enjoy.
Tonight I’ll be at an elegant dinner with friends, then up quite late watching the election returns at one of the countless parties organized for that purpose around our nation.
Tomorrow morning I’ll have to be up very early to make an 8:30 AM meeting, at a location two and a half hours from my home.
Maybe Thursday I’ll get to sleep!
It will however all be worth it if the elections go well.
Rick Larsen for United States Congress D
Dino Rossi for Governor R
Jason Osgood for Secretary of State D
Allan Martin for Treasurer R
Brian Sonntag for Auditor D
Doug Sutherland for Commissioner of Public Lands R
John Adams for Insurance Commissioner R
The Republican Slate for 39th LD State House
Yes on Initiative 985
Yes on Initiative 1000
No on Initiative 1029
These are of course my desires for my own little area of Washington State, so quite likely of no interest to most of my readers here.
There are other races on the ballot, most notably that for President of the United States. I frankly can’t care enough about those other races, or those candidates, to take the time to list them here.
Tonight I’ll be at an elegant dinner with friends, then up quite late watching the election returns at one of the countless parties organized for that purpose around our nation.
Tomorrow morning I’ll have to be up very early to make an 8:30 AM meeting, at a location two and a half hours from my home.
Maybe Thursday I’ll get to sleep!
It will however all be worth it if the elections go well.
Rick Larsen for United States Congress D
Dino Rossi for Governor R
Jason Osgood for Secretary of State D
Allan Martin for Treasurer R
Brian Sonntag for Auditor D
Doug Sutherland for Commissioner of Public Lands R
John Adams for Insurance Commissioner R
The Republican Slate for 39th LD State House
Yes on Initiative 985
Yes on Initiative 1000
No on Initiative 1029
These are of course my desires for my own little area of Washington State, so quite likely of no interest to most of my readers here.
There are other races on the ballot, most notably that for President of the United States. I frankly can’t care enough about those other races, or those candidates, to take the time to list them here.
Marriage Rights
Proposition 8 in California which would serve to amend that states Constitution to disallow gay marriage seems to be receiving a great deal of attention this election day. I am not a Californian, but if I were, I would vote to allow gay marriage; I would vote to expand rather than contract individual liberty for individual liberty is the fundamental foundation our nation is built upon.
Beyond the vote, I think that Proposition 8 gives people everywhere a good opportunity to think about the proper role of government.
In my view, the question of gay marriage should not even be addressed by law. It should not be legal, it should not be illegal, it should simply not be referenced. Like millions of other activities Americans engage in each and every day, there is no valid reason for government to even address this topic.
Marriage is a sacrament, a religious function, a religious tradition. That is the realm in which it belongs, and we as Americans should remember that our nation has done very well by keeping a wall of separation between our religions and our governments.
If, exactly like my wife and I did so many years ago, two gay men decide to marry, and if they can find a pastor or a church to marry them, they should be married. Our nations promise of religious freedom should give them that right, and likewise their individual rights to religious freedom should preclude any governmental interference.
If on the other hand our same two gay men are unable to gain a pastors consent to be married within his church, his religious tradition, that pastor should not be forced by the government to perform the marriage, the religious ceremony. For such coercion would also violate religious freedom. The couple would in this example need to look elsewhere for a church, pastor, and tradition that was more accepting of their position in life.
Marriage is not properly a function of the state. It is a function of religious tradition. No matter where we each fit on the political spectrum we should not be looking to the government to address every issue that affects our lives. To preserve individual liberty we must restrict government to its proper functions, and leave those functions that belong elsewhere, indeed elsewhere.
Our political foundation, our promise of religious freedom demands that for any marriage to take place only three elements are needed. Individuals who want to be married, and a pastor of any tradition willing to marry them. That is the promise upon which the United States was built. I find it very sad that the state has not upheld this promise, that the citizens have demanded and received governmental interference within the sacrament of marriage.
Beyond the vote, I think that Proposition 8 gives people everywhere a good opportunity to think about the proper role of government.
In my view, the question of gay marriage should not even be addressed by law. It should not be legal, it should not be illegal, it should simply not be referenced. Like millions of other activities Americans engage in each and every day, there is no valid reason for government to even address this topic.
Marriage is a sacrament, a religious function, a religious tradition. That is the realm in which it belongs, and we as Americans should remember that our nation has done very well by keeping a wall of separation between our religions and our governments.
If, exactly like my wife and I did so many years ago, two gay men decide to marry, and if they can find a pastor or a church to marry them, they should be married. Our nations promise of religious freedom should give them that right, and likewise their individual rights to religious freedom should preclude any governmental interference.
If on the other hand our same two gay men are unable to gain a pastors consent to be married within his church, his religious tradition, that pastor should not be forced by the government to perform the marriage, the religious ceremony. For such coercion would also violate religious freedom. The couple would in this example need to look elsewhere for a church, pastor, and tradition that was more accepting of their position in life.
Marriage is not properly a function of the state. It is a function of religious tradition. No matter where we each fit on the political spectrum we should not be looking to the government to address every issue that affects our lives. To preserve individual liberty we must restrict government to its proper functions, and leave those functions that belong elsewhere, indeed elsewhere.
Our political foundation, our promise of religious freedom demands that for any marriage to take place only three elements are needed. Individuals who want to be married, and a pastor of any tradition willing to marry them. That is the promise upon which the United States was built. I find it very sad that the state has not upheld this promise, that the citizens have demanded and received governmental interference within the sacrament of marriage.
Monday, November 3, 2008
The Libertarian Party
I’ve posted before about the fact that I am a Republican with a strong Libertarian bent. I am not opposed to the two party system that voters have effectively created by casting their votes the vast majority of the time for one or the other of our two parties. I do believe though that our two party system would be immeasurably improved if the Libertarian party replaced either of our current major parties. Certainly there is historical precedent for such a change to occur.
In order for this to happen, in order for the Libertarian party to start winning elections on a widespread scale it needs two things. Positive, effective candidates, and a willingness to message on the issues the vast majority of Americans cast their votes upon.
This year the Libertarian Presidential candidate is Bob Barr. Certainly the best-known candidate in party history, but also a candidate that brings a great deal of negative perception to his candidacy from his former service in Congress.
Despite his obvious failings Bob Barr is doing something exactly right, and hopefully his candidacy is teaching Libertarians a very important lesson. He is talking about the issues that the voters care about. Doing this is vital if the party ever hopes to supplant either the Democratic or Republican parties in our two party system.
The overwhelming majority of voters will never base their votes on Libertarian theory on the issue of narcotics use. Voters will however base their votes on the “Wall Street Bailout.” Mr. Barr understands this, and is messaging upon it.
The list goes on and on. The overwhelming majority of voters care about “Energy Independence,” “Government Spending,” “Health Care.” That majority agrees with Libertarian views on such issues. They must however learn about those Libertarian views. Mr. Barr is attempting to educate the public. Previous Libertarian candidates for President have not done so in my view, instead getting bogged down trying to explain complex Libertarian theory on a wide variety of issues. Theory that the average voter neither wants to understand, nor cares about.
Let us hope that in the next electoral cycle the Libertarian slate of candidates are positive, effective candidates and that they follow Mr. Barr’s lead in talking about the issues that have the potential to sway massive blocs of voters, for that is the only path to success.
In order for this to happen, in order for the Libertarian party to start winning elections on a widespread scale it needs two things. Positive, effective candidates, and a willingness to message on the issues the vast majority of Americans cast their votes upon.
This year the Libertarian Presidential candidate is Bob Barr. Certainly the best-known candidate in party history, but also a candidate that brings a great deal of negative perception to his candidacy from his former service in Congress.
Despite his obvious failings Bob Barr is doing something exactly right, and hopefully his candidacy is teaching Libertarians a very important lesson. He is talking about the issues that the voters care about. Doing this is vital if the party ever hopes to supplant either the Democratic or Republican parties in our two party system.
The overwhelming majority of voters will never base their votes on Libertarian theory on the issue of narcotics use. Voters will however base their votes on the “Wall Street Bailout.” Mr. Barr understands this, and is messaging upon it.
The list goes on and on. The overwhelming majority of voters care about “Energy Independence,” “Government Spending,” “Health Care.” That majority agrees with Libertarian views on such issues. They must however learn about those Libertarian views. Mr. Barr is attempting to educate the public. Previous Libertarian candidates for President have not done so in my view, instead getting bogged down trying to explain complex Libertarian theory on a wide variety of issues. Theory that the average voter neither wants to understand, nor cares about.
Let us hope that in the next electoral cycle the Libertarian slate of candidates are positive, effective candidates and that they follow Mr. Barr’s lead in talking about the issues that have the potential to sway massive blocs of voters, for that is the only path to success.
Sunday, November 2, 2008
A Dedication
I woke this morning to find wonderful messages from Miss Honey, both here on the blog, and in my email box. Her compliments, her encouragement, ensured a perfect start to my day.
Today’s posts are dedicated to Miss Honey, a woman who has given me much with her kind words.
Today’s posts are dedicated to Miss Honey, a woman who has given me much with her kind words.
Nicotine
I suffer a terrible weakness for tobacco, the enjoyment of tobacco in almost all of its forms. Copenhagen Long Cut, a mainstay of my life. Marlboro Red, luckily I’m not an addict, but a fine cigarette on occasion just can’t be beat. Partagas, I wonder if heaven can be any closer than one of these cigars. Dunhill pipe tobacco in an exquisite English pipe, tobacco in its most elegant and ultimately pleasing form.
I’m not an addict, yet I must admit to an unreasonable adoration and attachment to this most noble of plants.
Booze, a rare pleasure. Drugs, no interest within me. Tobacco however, she is my mistress.
I’m not an addict, yet I must admit to an unreasonable adoration and attachment to this most noble of plants.
Booze, a rare pleasure. Drugs, no interest within me. Tobacco however, she is my mistress.
Delightfully Poly
Last night our neighbors hosted their big annual Halloween bash. We live in such a small area that most everyone in the neighborhood can comfortably fit within their house for such parties. Unfortunately, due to work commitments we were unable to attend the party this year.
I am quite certain though that we were the talk of the party.
I learned from a friend recently that some of my neighbors are concerned about me. It seems that Mrs. CM, the filthy slut, is having an affair with one of my best friends. They have been spotted walking hand in hand, spotted kissing in our yard. When my neighbors brought their serious concerns about Mrs. CM’s whoredom to my friend’s attention he just wasn’t sure what to say to them, for he knows that we have chosen to live different, so he said nothing, let them stew in their worries.
Mrs. CM and I are not swingers, although we have done a fair bit of swinging in our distant past. Nor do I consider us to have an open relationship, which rather implies that each partner tolerates, or allows the outside sexual involvements of the other.
We are delightfully poly. I love my wife deeply, yet I love and fuck others as well. I believe that she loves me just as deeply, yet she loves and fucks others, perhaps it seems with a touch less discretion around the neighborhood than I exercise.
I don’t allow her to have an outside relationship, I am thrilled by the fact that she does, and immeasurably pleased that her time with him makes her so happy. She doesn’t allow me to have an outside relationship; she encourages me to do so, and supports me and my lover however she is able.
Jealousy is not an issue for us. Years ago it was, but we have through the years learned how to do away with this negative and destructive emotion, learned that the joy another brings into our lives is worth so much more than any discomfort associated with him or her that jealousy just can’t be allowed a place within our emotional selves.
This form of relationship, our marriage, is perfect for us. I do not claim that it must or would be perfect for everyone, but I do believe that if more people had the courage to try polyamory, and to deal with their own jealousy there would be more happy relationships in the world because I believe that polyamory would well suit a significant percentage of the population.
I encourage you to try it; you might just like it!
I am quite certain though that we were the talk of the party.
I learned from a friend recently that some of my neighbors are concerned about me. It seems that Mrs. CM, the filthy slut, is having an affair with one of my best friends. They have been spotted walking hand in hand, spotted kissing in our yard. When my neighbors brought their serious concerns about Mrs. CM’s whoredom to my friend’s attention he just wasn’t sure what to say to them, for he knows that we have chosen to live different, so he said nothing, let them stew in their worries.
Mrs. CM and I are not swingers, although we have done a fair bit of swinging in our distant past. Nor do I consider us to have an open relationship, which rather implies that each partner tolerates, or allows the outside sexual involvements of the other.
We are delightfully poly. I love my wife deeply, yet I love and fuck others as well. I believe that she loves me just as deeply, yet she loves and fucks others, perhaps it seems with a touch less discretion around the neighborhood than I exercise.
I don’t allow her to have an outside relationship, I am thrilled by the fact that she does, and immeasurably pleased that her time with him makes her so happy. She doesn’t allow me to have an outside relationship; she encourages me to do so, and supports me and my lover however she is able.
Jealousy is not an issue for us. Years ago it was, but we have through the years learned how to do away with this negative and destructive emotion, learned that the joy another brings into our lives is worth so much more than any discomfort associated with him or her that jealousy just can’t be allowed a place within our emotional selves.
This form of relationship, our marriage, is perfect for us. I do not claim that it must or would be perfect for everyone, but I do believe that if more people had the courage to try polyamory, and to deal with their own jealousy there would be more happy relationships in the world because I believe that polyamory would well suit a significant percentage of the population.
I encourage you to try it; you might just like it!
Saturday, November 1, 2008
Correspondence from TH
“you are something of a Master to me. I need healing. I need some discipline. I am giving you permission to take that role in my life”
One of the things I most love about TH is her unashamed ability to ask that her needs and desires be met. That is something that very few people can do, especially when those needs are considered outside of the norm.
Discipline between us has been a game, a form of foreplay, a way we relate sexually. Now she is asking for it to become more than that. For it to spill out into her life. This I can do for her, this I will do for her. It will though take some more discussion between us before I am prepared to do so.
TH has brought so much to my life, improved it immeasurably. I don’t feel that I adequately communicate that fact to her; it is something I need to pay special attention to as our relationship enters this new phase.
One of the things I most love about TH is her unashamed ability to ask that her needs and desires be met. That is something that very few people can do, especially when those needs are considered outside of the norm.
Discipline between us has been a game, a form of foreplay, a way we relate sexually. Now she is asking for it to become more than that. For it to spill out into her life. This I can do for her, this I will do for her. It will though take some more discussion between us before I am prepared to do so.
TH has brought so much to my life, improved it immeasurably. I don’t feel that I adequately communicate that fact to her; it is something I need to pay special attention to as our relationship enters this new phase.
November
A month of danger for my home is located a very few feet from a wild and raging river. A river that occasionally can not handle the November rains, which rises to damage and destroy all that I possess.
A month of masculine tradition for men from throughout the area will gather under my watch to smoke tobacco in a very traditional way. To relive the pleasures accepted as commonplace by their fathers, grandfathers, and beyond reaching into history.
A month of family for we will travel to share a meal of Thanksgiving with parents and siblings. An obligation, yet perhaps a positive obligation for it is important to remember where one comes from, important to remember the honor ones family holds.
A month of intimate friends for on the holiday itself we will not travel. We will cook our own meal, a meal that we will share with our friends, lovers, our chosen family.
A month that has today broken in sunshine. The green of the hemlock tree outside my bedroom window perfect in it’s vibrancy. A month that will end in rain. Life-giving water falling to continue the circle of existence.
A month of masculine tradition for men from throughout the area will gather under my watch to smoke tobacco in a very traditional way. To relive the pleasures accepted as commonplace by their fathers, grandfathers, and beyond reaching into history.
A month of family for we will travel to share a meal of Thanksgiving with parents and siblings. An obligation, yet perhaps a positive obligation for it is important to remember where one comes from, important to remember the honor ones family holds.
A month of intimate friends for on the holiday itself we will not travel. We will cook our own meal, a meal that we will share with our friends, lovers, our chosen family.
A month that has today broken in sunshine. The green of the hemlock tree outside my bedroom window perfect in it’s vibrancy. A month that will end in rain. Life-giving water falling to continue the circle of existence.
Change
The one constant in my mind is change. Changing interests, changing passions, changing desires. I am not today the same man I was yesterday, will not tomorrow be the same man I was today.
I believe that this change keeps me forever interested in my life, forever interested in my passions. I hope that it serves to keep me interesting as well, prevents those around me from becoming bored listening to me. I like to think that they, like me, find broad interests, broad passions, and broad conversation forever interesting.
The elegance that comes from good form, good function, good behavior, this elegance is the only constant I seek. My passions change, my interests change, but these changes move only from the elegant to the elegant. Perfection to perfection, function to function. Elegance not in continuing use, but elegance in and by design.
Today I may devote my entire energy, my complete focus to the elegant design, the form and function of vintage and restored Airstream travel trailers, these past icons of the highway, reborn, returned to their former glories. Tomorrow I may forget that passion, that focus, as it is replaced with a similar energy devoted to the very finest in English smoking pipes. On and on the changes occur, inevitably returning to past interests of course, yet one never knows when. An interest in antique smoking pipes will flare within me, then wane, always to return, yet on a schedule impossible to predict.
Tonight I may dream of a woman, energetic, strong, passionate, selfish, demanding, perhaps a bit cruel. Me her obedient toy struggling to bring her bliss. Serving her lusts, satisfying her lusts at her command, and as she commands. Tomorrow in my dreams she has changed. A woman yielding, soft, submissive, bound, taken, overwhelmed. Her body existing to be used for my pleasure, obeying my demands that she give up her will to find a more perfect bliss.
These changing passions, my changing desires, these changes are not frightening to me, rather they are liberating. They liberate me from the mundane, liberate me from sameness.
I want a life of color, a life of excitement, explosions of color. Never grey, never drab, and never dull. I fear that a plain life, a life of grey, a life in which passions are not embraced, are not explored, is a life barely worth living. A life that must be tolerated instead of celebrated.
I believe that this change keeps me forever interested in my life, forever interested in my passions. I hope that it serves to keep me interesting as well, prevents those around me from becoming bored listening to me. I like to think that they, like me, find broad interests, broad passions, and broad conversation forever interesting.
The elegance that comes from good form, good function, good behavior, this elegance is the only constant I seek. My passions change, my interests change, but these changes move only from the elegant to the elegant. Perfection to perfection, function to function. Elegance not in continuing use, but elegance in and by design.
Today I may devote my entire energy, my complete focus to the elegant design, the form and function of vintage and restored Airstream travel trailers, these past icons of the highway, reborn, returned to their former glories. Tomorrow I may forget that passion, that focus, as it is replaced with a similar energy devoted to the very finest in English smoking pipes. On and on the changes occur, inevitably returning to past interests of course, yet one never knows when. An interest in antique smoking pipes will flare within me, then wane, always to return, yet on a schedule impossible to predict.
Tonight I may dream of a woman, energetic, strong, passionate, selfish, demanding, perhaps a bit cruel. Me her obedient toy struggling to bring her bliss. Serving her lusts, satisfying her lusts at her command, and as she commands. Tomorrow in my dreams she has changed. A woman yielding, soft, submissive, bound, taken, overwhelmed. Her body existing to be used for my pleasure, obeying my demands that she give up her will to find a more perfect bliss.
These changing passions, my changing desires, these changes are not frightening to me, rather they are liberating. They liberate me from the mundane, liberate me from sameness.
I want a life of color, a life of excitement, explosions of color. Never grey, never drab, and never dull. I fear that a plain life, a life of grey, a life in which passions are not embraced, are not explored, is a life barely worth living. A life that must be tolerated instead of celebrated.
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