W0lfie

My Moonlight Serenade

We are two grey wolves, running through the Scottish Moors, late at night. The mists have settled to the ground up to our haunches. A full moon flies through the night sky, like a ghostly ship on an endless sea of stars, with thin whispy clouds scudding across it, like waves in it's wake.

Our eyes are big and bright, lamps that with the help of the full moon, can penetrate any shadow, and catch the slightest furtive movements in the brush. The sweet night air fills our noses, with a million scents, strong and pungent. Our chests and lungs surging, working like great bellows, drawing in huge gouts of air that feed our strong, surging muscles.

We bound free and proud, over fallen trees, rocks, and fences that can't hope to hold us in. We thrill in the now, because we know that life is short, and brutal for the savage at heart. We must find our happiness where we can. Tonight our bellies are full from our kill, but tomorrow could be different. For now the knawing in our stomaches is gone, and the night is ours.

At last I have found a female that can match my stride, and keep my pace. You run to my right, just a step behind me, and your eyes flash like black diamonds in the night, as you smile a fierce smile that would strike fear in the heart of lesser males. But it only thrills me, stirring lust in my loins, slumbering red hot coals stoked back to life.

We stop on top of a knoll, looking across our domain, no rival to challange our place at the top of the food chain. Suddenly I feel the age old urge that all wolves know, and throw my head back, nose pointed to the moon, as a deep booming howl rumbles up from deep in my chest and echos between the hills and across the low lands below us. My call stirs the same instinct in you that has been passed down to us from generations of wolves all the way back to the beginning of our species. Your clarion call joins mine, and all through our domain night creatures stop, listen, and know the Wolf and his mate are on the hunt!

        By, little ole me!!!!!

"Never in the field of human conflict was so much owed by so many to so few"

"We shall go on to the end, we shall fight in France, we shall fight on the seas and oceans, we shall fight with growing confidence and growing strength in the air, we shall defend our Island, whatever the cost may be, we shall fight on the beaches, we shall fight on the landing grounds, we shall fight in the fields and in the streets, we shall fight in the hills; we shall never surrender"

Winston Churchill

The Charge of the Light Brigade
Alfred, Lord Tennyson

1.
Half a league, half a league,
Half a league onward,
All in the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred.
"Forward, the Light Brigade!
"Charge for the guns!" he said:
Into the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred.

2.
"Forward, the Light Brigade!"
Was there a man dismay'd?
Not tho' the soldier knew
Someone had blunder'd:
Theirs not to make reply,
Theirs not to reason why,
Theirs but to do and die:
Into the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred.

3.
Cannon to right of them,
Cannon to left of them,
Cannon in front of them
Volley'd and thunder'd;
Storm'd at with shot and shell,
Boldly they rode and well,
Into the jaws of Death,
Into the mouth of Hell
Rode the six hundred.

4.
Flash'd all their sabres bare,
Flash'd as they turn'd in air,
Sabring the gunners there,
Charging an army, while
All the world wonder'd:
Plunged in the battery-smoke
Right thro' the line they broke;
Cossack and Russian
Reel'd from the sabre stroke
Shatter'd and sunder'd.
Then they rode back, but not
Not the six hundred.

5.
Cannon to right of them,
Cannon to left of them,
Cannon behind them
Volley'd and thunder'd;
Storm'd at with shot and shell,
While horse and hero fell,
They that had fought so well
Came thro' the jaws of Death
Back from the mouth of Hell,
All that was left of them,
Left of six hundred.

6.
When can their glory fade?
O the wild charge they made!
All the world wondered.
Honor the charge they made,
Honor the Light Brigade,
Noble six hundred.

Sometimes when I get more then a few cups in my I get a bit maudlin, and tonight I had more then a few. But I found this little poem from Shakespeare's Henry V. Hope those yall like it!!!!

"We few, we happy few, we band of brothers;

For he to-day that sheds his blood with me

Shall be my brother; be he ne'er so vile,

This day shall gentle his condition:

And gentlemen in England now a-bed

Shall think themselves accursed they were not here,

And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks

That fought with us upon Saint Crispin's day."

When I was a young man, full of self hatred and anger, I knew an old man that tried to teach me a few things. His lessons usually feel on deaf ears, like ocean waves crashing against the rocks of a sheer cliff. Meaning I was and am very hard headed. But some of the things he had to say have stayed with me, even though he is gone. His words, with time, have begun to break through those rocks to where they can do some good.

One of the things he liked to say was that, "violence was the last resort of a fool." That never made sense to me in those days. He also liked to say that, "One's capacity for violence is the least admirable aspect of one's character." "But a man's capacity to avoid violence was among his greatest." That really made no sense to me either. I mean here was a guy that spent his entire life learning how to defend himself, and yet he considered what I thought of as his greatest characteristic, as his least.

Now some 20 years later I think I know a little bit about what he was talking about. As we learn to defend ourselves, we eventually come to the point where we learn we don't need to. It took 20 year for those words to get through my thick skull, I just wonder how much longer it will take for them to get to my heart?

Alright fine! Seems some folks think I'm much closer to Doug Heffereman in "King of Queens" then I am to Jim Belushi's character. Damn it!!! I want to be like Jim Belushi, he's cool. At least Jim thinks hes in charge even if he really isn't. Doug absolutely knows hes not in charge of anything. :-( sigh

 I have noticed a lot of people have pictures of themselves that appear to have been intentionally blurred.  How do you do that?  I would love to post blurry pictures of myself, the blurrier the better.  It would probably improve my pictures quite a bit!  You see no one will ever accuse me of looking like Brad Pitt if you get my point?

 However if the picture was blurry enough, and you turned your head just the right way and squinted, I might be able to pull off Jim Belushi.  If you've ever watched the show, "According to Jim", then you got a pretty good idea what kind of guy I am.  :-)  Oh well not pretty I know, but I believe in truth in advertising, no pretensions here.   :-) 

To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven:
 
a time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted;
 
a time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to break down, and a time to build up;
 
a time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance;
 
a time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together; a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing;
 
a time to get, and a time to lose; a time to keep, and a time to cast away;
 
a time to rend, and a time to sew; a time to keep silence, and a time to speak;
 
a time to love, and a time to hate; a time of war, and a time of peace.

   Ecclesiates 3:1-8

In another life I was a very devoute christian, and pretty much lived my life for Christ. Unfortunately I made the mistake of studying the Bible too closely, and tried to apply logic to my faith. As a result my worldview has changed radically. Some folks say ignorance is bliss, and I tend to agree. I would give a great deal to return to my former life of innoncence and ignorance, but knowledge cannot be unlearned, and I couldn't continue to pretend I believed in something I didn't. But even today I still find things in the Bible that I think have worth, thought I might share a few things from the Bible that may suprise you.

? I am my beloved's, and his desire is toward me.
Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field; let us lodge in the villages.
Let us get up early to the vineyards; let us see if the vine flourishes, whether the tender grapes appear, and the pomegranates bud forth: there will I give thee my love.?

Song of Solomon 7:10-12

"I am the rose of Sharon, and the lily of the valleys.

As the lily among thorns, so is my love among the daughters.

As the apple tree among the trees of the wood, so is my beloved among the sons. I sat down under his shadow with great delight, and his fruit was sweet to my taste.

He brought me to the banqueting house, and his banner over me was love.

Stay me with flagons, comfort me with apples: for I am sick of love.

His left hand is under my head, and his right hand doth embrace me.

I charge you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes, and by the hinds of the field, that ye stir not up, nor awake my love, till he please.

The voice of my beloved! behold, he cometh leaping upon the mountains, skipping upon the hills.

My beloved is like a roe or a young hart: behold, he standeth behind our wall, he looketh forth at the windows, shewing himself through the lattice.

My beloved spake, and said unto me, Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away.

For, lo, the winter is past, the rain is over and gone;

The flowers appear on the earth; the time of the singing of birds is come, and the voice of the turtle is heard in our land;

The fig tree putteth forth her green figs, and the vines with the tender grape give a good smell. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.

O my dove, that art in the clefts of the rock, in the secret places of the stairs, let me see thy countenance, let me hear thy voice; for sweet is thy voice, and thy countenance is comely.

Take us the foxes, the little foxes, that spoil the vines: for our vines have tender grapes.

My beloved is mine, and I am his: he feedeth among the lilies.

Until the day break, and the shadows flee away, turn, my beloved, and be thou like a roe or a young hart upon the mountains of Bether."

Song of Solomon 2:1-17

Had an interesting discussion with a friend that shares my interests in martial arts, so in the course of our conversation I recalled learning some rules that I have always tried to use in all aspects of my life.  Thought it would be interesting to post them here, and see if anybody else follows the same path.

Learn more ways to preserve rather than destroy;
Avoid rather than check;
Check rather than hurt;
Hurt rather than maim;
Maim rather then kill;
All life is precious nor can it be replaced.

 Specifically these rules serve as a guide in how to deal with physical confrontations, however I think they can be applied to all kinds of situations we find ourselves faced with in life. 

I've been posting a lot of other people's quotes, so I thought I would include some of my very own.




  "To a wolf there are only two kinds of meat, eatin meat and fuckin meat.  Which kind are you?"

Man that is just terrible isn't it?  Nevertheless I am just a wolf, and my nature cannot be denied. The shy and faint of heart need not apply.  However those who like things a little on the wild side, come on in I'm accepting applications now.   

I'm On Fire
Bruce Springsteen


Hey little girl is your daddy home?
Did he go away and leave you all alone?
I got a bad desire
I'm on fire

Tell me now baby is he good to you?
Can he do to you the things that I do?
I can take you higher
I'm on fire

Sometimes it's like someone took a knife, baby, edgy and dull
and cut a six-inch valley through the middle of my soul

At night I wake up with the sheets soaking wet and a freight train running through the
middle of my head
Only you can cool my desire
I'm on fire 

  

What does being in a D/s relationship mean?  That?s a good question, and a very difficult question to answer.  Ask 100 people that question and you?ll get 100 answers.  All I can talk about authoritatively is my own point of view.  To me there is nothing new or kinky about what some now call ?The Lifestyle?.  Once not so long ago this was the accepted relationship between a husband and wife, and a man having authority over his home and those living in it were just the way it should be.  In reality many of us are merely returning to an earlier and simpler way of life. This way of life is not nor should it be for all, but it is the life I have chosen. It?s proven to be a difficult and at times lonely life, but I can?t imagine being any other way.  It?s like traveling down a narrow and crooked path, sometimes I am alone, other times I have found those traveling along the same path and we kept each other company.  Sometimes those companions were further along the path then me and they slowed down a bit so I could catch up with them and share their company for a time, other times it was me slowing down so one behind could catch up with me. Recently I find myself alone again, with no one ahead or behind. But I know this is temporary, soon I will climb out of the dark valley I am in, top the hill ahead of me and see a fellow traveler in the bright sun light. Until that day comes I keep traveling and keep believing.   

Here is a quote that I am just conceited enough to think it might say something about an old wolf like me. 

"Night came on, and a full moon rose high over the trees... lighting the land till it lay bathed in ghostly day. And the strain of the primitive remained alive and active. Faithfulness and devotion, things born of fire and roof were his... yet he retained his wildness and wiliness. And from the depths of the forest, a call still sounded." Jack London, Call of the Wild