Where there are hippies there is usually sexual content. It is here all right and for those sensitive to lesbian sex, hippie man on hippie man stuff, then there is the 85 percentild and doing the wizards watsui with absolutely the wrong and the right people, well you got it. It's kimd of rant it is a meaningful rant, one from the heart.
I love the next generation so much that I married Jah. He is twenty five now, twenty two then. We share many of the same values and it is very romantic at times. The two of us are pluralists and shaman. It is a deeply spiritual relationship, and when you love each other that much, there is most often some conflict on some level becaseu you care about each other
There is not a day that goes by that I do not praise the Indigo Goddess, for bringing us together.
Words fail me when I try to explain what my heart feels for him, his kind nature, and brilliant mind, shared devotion.
We both like ladies. I know many jokes about being lesbians, but I truly must be, in part, because the woman I adore usually likes women, allot.
I am Ok with my inner chick, especially when a beautiful hippie, is at my mercy.
We have sacrificed a few long haired men and women, on the altar of me. Sorry, (not) that I have compulsion for hippie hospitality at gatherings too, usually being the one with tent big enough to accommodate the wardrobe.
You know, some bliss ninny shows up without a tent or even a cup. Underneath those patch work pants there a suggestion, at least with some men, that if you let hippie in, it is kind of like inviting a head-seeking, maybe be-hind seeking hippie into the realm.
He smells like him, and when I say a big stinky hippie, I am speaking of the smell of an old soul, and not the body.
You try hard to remember that he has a girlfriend and she is not with him. You say to yourself, nah, he is into women but then a sigh comes, out of the other side of the mattress, and hippie says, “would you be upset if I got naked” like that’s a problem,
Oh and I don’t usually wear clothes either.
You are half awake. Sleep is really impossible, especially if hippie is an Indigo. That’s is one time when incest is best.
And all of a sudden you hear those magick words, can you do a brother a favor. (I was made for favors, although in 4 years I have only been with two people, who know each other very well.)
That is the best way to keep it, without cattin around, on the sly, (it’s just wrong in most cases) because you are going to hurt someone in the end. I know because I was always the one cheated on and my ethics dictate that this is the worst possible thing. Oh yeah, a little cheap in past here, but ethical, with one exception, and there was liquor involved.
Excuses are the leaning posts of fools, and both of us were fools and someone I love got hurt. In a time gone by he could of worked out nicely or not, because he is really a patient person. Yes, I make mistakes too, but when he told that he was into “older with means” it made me feel like I meant nothing to him. You know, I really love both of them and am sory for the distance, BUT, this hippie has serious standards now. Much time has passed, water under the bridge, and that was long ago before everything came together, beginning, heart attack or not, when Jah entered my life.
We talked in the beginning and I told a little bit about paganism, pluralism, and he smiled BIG. So, this is what your spirituality is? Why yes sir it is. She need to respect you, treat you at least as good as I do, and give you back. The deal was struck.
Jah sees and truly appreciates the women in me, and that is just peachy because I do not have put up any more, with an archaic view, on what gender who is supposed to be and why. Baby, The Faery King is the unification of the male and female divine. It is that simple and we are comfortable with that blissful merging
Before him, when on the prowl, strategically placing myself in full view of the pending and often very willing victim, because I so fear rejection, even now as the smoke flowed, I would always ask the bliss ninny Hippie, if its OK with the girl he is with.
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Most often, really, hippie does not want other hippies to know. I have never understood hippie men in denial about the truly free side of their nature, that something that makes them so special, to free spirit like me anyway, because Bi- men get shit from most everyone trying to mask their hate, and phobias. Oh my, what a fucking mood buster some folks can because is taking a little meander down that special experience boulevard.
I was with one such man for ten years, and finally I picked up my self-respect and said, I am too good for this. It was a shame because he was close to my own age, and there was some comfort in that, a bit nuts like me, yet so lacking in maturity, unlike the present company and both of them, Bella and Jah make me feel very special.
There are some lesbians and gay men, really, surprisingly in the hippie and pagan community, who have a problem with the side of me that likes women, but I am very selective, four, maybe six, women in about 20 years. Four of them were at Starwood this year, watching out for me and Bella, keeping the bullshit away, knocking it down whenever anyone implied that Jah and I were having. Life is problem sometimes, but not him, not Bella and not the beautiful women I have shared intimacy with.
I do not do peer pressure like that, especially not from our people. This one girl came after me the night Jah and I were married, and she tried to humiliate me, when I told, it would be really tacky, and The Faery King does not rude aggression, which she became more and more when she sat on my lap. I told her to behave and she didn’t..
There is so much going on within e now, as spirit grows. Maegyln told me years ago, my second Starwood that some people come here to get laid and that’s OK but not for you, unless it fits in with the magick that you need to start working again and not as a solitary either. Of course I hooked with Peter that year, and a time the magick suffered with evangelical Christian lover, who could never get enough sex. SO many people, double digits used to walk in on us.. That day came when I looked at him and said to myself, only a little whie longer, after my medicine woman Dreamkeeper told me that I had two seasons left with him Boy, was she was right almost to the minute. She told me on the Autumnal Equinox and I got the email from his sorry ass, after Lucky and I finished our vernal ritual, fifteen minutes after the Equinox and Peter was calling me Satan.
I could have either ended it in September or give him some hope later on in life, not for ever being with me again, but for a way out of his evangelical hell, because of his memories, with regard to us, which in retrospect was more than he deserved. He has become a self-hater to the tenth power and a true venom spewing anti-Semite, which is something The Faery King will not have in his presence. When Bruce told me about this crazy Christian he met on Craigslist, who was calling him a faggot, Kike and a Yid. Bruce is a psychiatrist and when I enlightened him about who he was corresponding with.
Oh Shit came out of his mouth faster than a big ole fart, at a chili eating contest. In Texas. He said the same thing Lucky did, no more hard core Christians for you. It is too dangerous. He ten asked me if Peter knew about my Great Grandfather, Mauritz Aberg, forced to convert by the local Lutheran’s, if he wanted his business permits to be renewed.
Oh my, and you know, the conversion did not keep my Great Unkle Oscar out of the Death Camps. Jesus Heather Christ, please, where would I be, were it not for the wonderful Jews in my life, the Swedes, Asians and Italians too.
Those aspects of ethnic history in my life, within me and from the external, allow me to understand the hate that some are capable of and I need too, because The Light Work cannot be corrupted with hate, anger and rage. It’s it an infectious disease.
Bruce, Heather, Lucky, Maggie and others have told me long the way, that I need to keep with our tribe, pagans Indigos, freemasons and hippies. I inquire once where she got Freemasons from and she pinched my arm and told me that a fair number of people close are, and they love me. Many masons in the family too.
I love Maggie and she brought to my first meaningful experience at Starwood, the one Lady Heather uses as workshop reference, when Faery King had a crew cut, tightly manicured beard, long skirt but a shirt buttoned all the way to the top, when first interviewed me
This moment with Bruce was a good time to play the selective hearing card, and turn off my imaginary hearing aide because I was furious enough to go and kick Peter’s ass.
How many Armenians, Cambodians, Rwandans or Jews have to die before that kind hater tin government campaigns of extermination, whole fucking murder, before they look in a mirror and take their own genocidal, worthless asses, a service to the greater good and humanity?
That is just how I am. People need wonder no longer why I am a hippie, Hip Pie means great change and that is all I am about. Many of my fellow Vets have taken to the life, regardless of where they stand politically. I do not mind political differences of opinion, as long as that politics does not bear malice, ignorance, willful or otherwise and deceit. Self-deceit and plain deceit are mere fruit of the same poisonous tree.
And you know something, while over the years, admittedly, much of, not all, the sexual freedom was fun in the visionary, hippie, pagan and certain GLBT movements, as with the early days, the 1970’s, when I was out there marching at 14, I have found myself, for the most, to exercise restraint because of the other STD’s, the Spiritually Transmitted Diseases, which can be far more damaging to the shaman, the witch etc You have got to protect the magick by not straying from the people..
Obviously I am jumping around a bit but this all gets into the same thing, freedom with responsibility, perfect love and perfect trust which we only begin to find with truly magically savvy,
We got to behave according to rules that our alligator mouth, with the glory of our human canary-hued ass has put out there.
You know, If hippie says yes, the girl of the boy knows and later it is discovered he is lying, he can take that beautiful ass to another tent. There have repeat performances and the ones that are honest get to climb the stairway to heaven.
The one that this came from also said, and I quote, “YOU MADE ME LIVE IN SIN!”
I have never in my life had a man that could not stop painting my walls, introducing me to all kinds of kink. WE were always late because of that. I guess when a hard core Christian sins they make it count, but the aggravation after awhile ack, its so not for me and who I am. No, not, not, not… Hate the one you love because you fell in love with them. That’s just crazy!
Some, real salt of the earth Christians, with the aspiration to be like Jesus, non judgmental, with the very Buddhist introspection, like allot hippies, unlike Jerry Fallwell, were so kind to me after that incident.
All I said to him was we should get married and he freaked. I am an old fashioned girl with my primary and that is Jah, who after a time told me that he wanted to be with me, but I needed to clean up my act. What do you all think.
You know, when he cut his hair he did it to donate for his lead singer, in Paul’s name. His friend died in a needless accident caused by the police. With his being an engineer, he came home one day, shaking a bit because some of his hair got caught in a machine. I do not think it the right thing to do, for a hippie to give his life for his hair.
Still though, none of us in that house would cut his braid. Six years of the most beautiful curls. He hates me calling him beautiful, so he is still Buddaful, more so now than ever because it is shaved.
It is bad Ju Ju to cut hippie hair, regardless of the reasons, however noble. In many societies the one with the hair must cut their own hair. To cut hair like that, was very painful but you know what, hair or the lack of it, does not change the hippie within.
Not for nothing man, I still dig the hippie with the thinning hair and never out of anything like pity,
You’ all are waiting for it.
It is always good to knock boots with a hippie, right down to their soul.
I is one of the things that makes America, it’s homegrown hippies, those who understand what America is supposed to be about.
PEACE BABY (And thanks for the inspiration.)