He is still three weeks from His rebirth, and the better part of a full season from His sexual maturity. Yet today, and tonight, the Horned Forest Lord made His presence very known to me.

It is quoted in the Charge of the Goddess that “All acts of pleasure and love belong to me.” The Lady makes this claim, and I’m not of the right stature to contradict Her. However, Her acts are the subtle nurturing acts of love and pleasure. He takes the darker side of pleasure, those acts bordering on, and crossing the line of, pain. His are the acts of intensity, of strength of passion, of the animal rut of two bodies slamming together in the repeated rush of pheremonal blind fucking.

To have Him join you in a night of pure sexual pleasure is a heady feeling. He’s of an Other mindset; humanity is, while not necessarily beneath Him, most definitely on another plane of existence from Him, a plane that He visits for both carnal and oddly tender moments. Finding someone in the dark who is just there because he’s horny and turning it into an intensely erotic minor event can change the course of someone’s night, month, life. He shows us that, while, yes, He’s animalistic and bestial at times, He’s also protective and doesn’t usually cause pain without need.

I have friends who are of the mindset that all sexual acts are sacred sexuality. I wouldn’t necessarily disagree, but I wouldn’t add that final word. I think that all sexual acts can be sacred, but they don’t have to be. And sometimes you don’t know if they were until after the fact.

Spring has awoken Him and He is risen once again. Soon, the Earth will flower as She adds Her fertility to His and They continue through the Wheel.

Blessed Be.

GMSS has been pretty quiet lately. “Why is that?” you may ask. “Wherefore art thou, funny boy?” Well, it seems that my latest case of Internet ADD has kicked in. I’m spending less time online and more time doing things that don’t require sitting in front of the computer. I’ve been playing a lot of Legend of Zelda (I beat the holy hell out of Four Swords Adventure, and am working my way through Ocarina of Time for the bazillionth time). And when I am online, I’ve been on Facebook, LJ, Ravelry, and Twitter. Short Attention Span Theater at its best.

I’ve also been doing a lot of reading (I’m a little over one book from the end of the Weather Wardens series by Rachel Caine, and I have a stack of non-fiction (which I’m not good at reading) that has been calling my name lately, with titles like Our Gods Wear Spandex: The Secret History of Comic Book Heroes and Friends on a Rotten Day: The Astrology of Friendships, as well as four or five others).

I’ve got a ton of stuff in my knitting queue, but I’ve only been knitting on the bus to work and at my morning break as well as my weekly knitting group. I’m sure I’ll get the bug to knit more soon. Right now, it’s just small projects, for the most part, and I’m okay with that.

Work continues. It’s frustrating at times because I get my work done well before quitting time and then I have nothing to do. I’m still just a temp, and the way the job description has been re-written, I’m not qualified for the permanent position. And honestly, they’re going to train me to be the right person for the job, but if I do that, either I or one of my co-workers won’t be able to attend Between the Worlds, because we’re the only ones who will be trained to do a process that evidently has to be done on-site every day. It’s also frustrating due to some internal stuff that makes me want to take a Nerf bat to our programmers. Because heaven forbid we have efficient software. Overall, though, I’m happy. Because, well, having money is happy-making, for the most part. It’s not a challenging job, just frustrating, sometimes.

One of the big things coming up in my life is that, at the end of March, my High Priestess will be coming to Columbus for a weekend. She and her Main Love Monkey are coming in for a family wedding in Cleveland, and driving back down here for something less stressful and much more fun: a weekend with us! During that time, I’ll be getting my 3rd Degree. It means very little to the rest of the world, but I’ve busted my ass over the last six years to get to this point, and it’s something of which I’m very proud. I didn’t think I’d ever want this level of responsibility and Power (and the two do go hand in hand — with great power comes great responsibility, as said Spiderman’s uncle, but the reverse is also true; with great responsibility comes great power. The two go hand in hand), but I’ve discovered so much about myself lately, and if I let myself know it and really think about it (which, OMG, that sounds so Crystal Cruncher to me…), it’s kind of a big deal. Plus it might help with something kinda big that I’m not quite ready to discuss yet, as it’s still in the zygote stage.

Also, if you’re wondering, my birthday is coming up (25 days!). I have two wishlists: Amazon and Wishlist.com. Because what’s a little self-promotion between friends?

I just heard Representative Barbara Lee of California on last night’s Rachel Maddow show talking about Commerce Secretary-nominee Judd Gregg and listing things about him with which the Congressional black Caucus had issues in regards to his voting record. One of those things was that he voted to protect gun manufacturers and retailers from prosecution if those weapons were used in a crime.

Here’s my question: What kind of bullshit legislation is that?

Are you fucking serious? Prosecuting the manufacturers and retailers? How in gay hell are they even remotely responsible for someone else’s actions? If some stupid-ass shit like that passes, there had better damn well be matching legislation for the automobile industry and the alcohol industry. Because, well, if gun manufacturers and retailers are responsible for gun-related crimes, then automobile manufacturers and retailers should be responsible for vehicular crimes, all the way down to speeding and parking violations, and alcohol manufacturers should be responsible for crimes involving alcohol, like Contributing to the Delinquency of a Minor and underage drinking. Drunk driving would be a double coupon event, involving both auto and alcohol manufacturers.

Seriously, people. Use your damn brains.