Book review: Broken

Hello everyone. I hope you are safe and sound. With all the riots and madness around, I'd rather put a bit of distance, not because I support racists and abusive police, but because the internet is overflowing in that. I think it's better to think about good books in the mean time, and that's what I'm doing right now: thinking about the first book in the Heaven and Hell Club series, Broken, by Colette Davison. Thank you so much to Gay Book Promotions for sending me ebook and audiobook copies!

• Print Length: 257 pages
• Series: Heaven and Hell Club 1/3
• Audiobook Narrator: Piers Ryman
• Audio Lenght: 5 hrs and 59 mins
• Publisher: Selfpublished (March 3, 2019)
• Publication Date: March 3, 2019)
• ISBN-10: 1797084836
• ISBN-13: 978-1797084831

Rule #1: Keep running. Jag’s rules have kept him safe and free since he escaped conversion therapy, but that was before he walked into Heaven and Hell. A no-strings fling with the club owner, Michael, turns into so much more as Jag finds himself breaking one rule after another. Michael hasn’t been able to commit to anyone since his partner died, until Jag walks into his club. Falling in lust with the elfin young dancer is easy, and his heart is quick to follow.Michael gives Jag a reason to stay, but fear rules Jag’s heart more than love. Despite his deepening feelings for Michael, Jag knows he can’t stay. Can he?**Contains adult themes, content, and language.**

I had the chance to both read and listen to this great story. You guys know how much I love reading about mentally affected couples, how their love heals them and how they develop their relationship together, building back the life they lost. That's exactly what I got with this book.

There are very realistic scenes, a strong back story for both characters, although Jag's stole the highlight, and for very good reasons! He's a complex guy who knows exactly what to do in order to survive, but our sweet Archangel (read the book and you'll get it) is up for a challenge.

I liked how Colette Davison developed this story, showing both sides of the same coin, along with the scenes in Heaven and Hell Club, a place I definitely want to visit in real life! She created a sexy, dramatic and arousing atmosphere with easy, immersing the reader in a world filled with lights, silver body paint and sexy guys you cannot help but droll for. (Did I see a Mac prequel over there? Me wants!)

Also, Piers Ryman was an amazing narrator. His deep, storng voice matched perfectly the tone of the book, not to mention the rhythm and pace when the things got hot. Jikes, I liked that! There was a little bit of unnecessary emphasis in swear words, but nothing to worry about.

You definitely want to read Broken if you like dramatic stories with a high dose of sex (and there's a surprise waiting for you!) and the healing power of love. You won't be disappointed. I'll see you tomorrow with the review for Book 2, Forgotten.

About Colette Davison:

Colette’s personal love story began at university, where she met her future husband. An evening of flirting, in the shadow of Lancaster castle, eventually led to a fairytale wedding. She’s enjoying her own ‘happy ever after’ in the north of England with her husband, two beautiful children and her writing.

Have you read this book? Would you recommend it or not? Let me know in the comments! Kinky regards, K!

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Book review: Always You

Good morning pornies! I hope you are feeling well and are in the mood for a cute reading. I was done with this story in a matter of minutes, and I know you will devour it as well, because who doesn't like a a dose of sweetness? Today's I'm speaking about Always You, by Nell Iris. Thank you so much to Gay Book Promotions for sending me a copy!

• Print Length: 40 pages
• Publisher: JMS Books LLC (May 30, 2020)
• Expected Publication Date: May 30, 2020
• ASIN: B088KKVNH7

Thom Novak feels like a walking cliché: the gay guy desperately in love with his straight best friend, Lee. But he's willing to keep his feelings hidden, to do whatever it takes, as long as they stay friends forever. Lee Conway loves sharing an apartment with Thom, his best friend since birth, and would be happy doing it for the rest of his life... no matter his current girlfriend's opinion on the matter. But he's never been known for being in contact with his emotions. When something happens to upset the status quo, Lee pulls away. Has Lee learned how Thom feels about him? Will it mean the end of their friendship? Or is there another reason Lee needs time to think? A more... hopeful reason?

Short, certainly, but cute, sweet, sexy and effective. It aroused me a little, I have to say, but the romance was front and center in this story, so don't expect anything too sexy apart from some dirty talk and insinuations. Although we could have had a longer story, I still liked the result.

Nell has a good hand and describes everything with a charming, immersive style. It's easy to feel into the skin of the characters, reminding us of that time when we loved that straight friend, what it was to stay silent, enjoying the company, dreaming about reciprocated love but dreading rejection. Oh, bittersweet times!

This story gave me a good time, and hope the same happens for you. The simplicity of it all, the drama and romance perfectly blended and the human characters will certainly make you smile more than once. I did, at least. As I said, I just wish this had been longer, a bit, to get to know the characters more or see more action.

About Nell Iris:

Nell Iris is a romantic at heart who believes everyone deserves a happy ending. She’s a bona fide bookworm (learned to read long before she started school), wouldn’t dream of going anywhere without something to read (not even the ladies room), loves music (and singing along at the top of her voice but she’s no Celine Dion), and is a real Star Trek nerd (Make it so). She is a bisexual Swedish woman married to the love of her life, a proud mama of a grown daughter, and is approaching 50 faster than she’d like. Nell lives in the south of Sweden where she spends her days thinking up stories about people falling in love. After dreaming about being a writer for most of her life, she finally was in a place where she could pursue her dream and released her first book in 2017. Nell Iris writes gay romance, prefers sweet over angsty, short over long, and quirky characters over alpha males.

Have you read this book? Would you recommend it or not? Let me know in the comments! Kinky regards, K!

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Book review: A Bit of Me

Hi, pornies! Hectic days again, life taking its toll and messing plans up as usual. But I still got time to read a bit, which is funny if you consider how long this book. Really, I couldn't put A Bit of Me, by Kent Lowe, and I'm so happy I got the chance to read it. Thank you so much to Gay Book Promotions for sending me a copy!

• Print Length: 316 pages
• Publisher: Selfpublished (April 3, 2020)
• Publication Date: April 3, 2020
• ISBN-10: 0738764663
• ISBN-13: 978-0738764665

Dumped.Heartbroken.Alone.
It took the person he hated to make him love again.
DUE TO THE ADULT NATURE OF THE CONTENTS, READER DISCRETION IS ADVISED.

I know, the synopsis doesn't tell much, so let me put it in short for you: 

George, Alfie, Ellie and Aimee have always been together. In fact George and Ellie have been together for three years now, but things have been strange for them. When she starts putting some distance between her and her boyriend, George fear that aybe love cannot conquer it all, nad what's even worse, seems like that bartender, tattooist-wannabe Jack had something to do with it. He's sure about it. But life has different plans for the two guys. While Jack tries to stay alive and George to deal with the loss and hatred, every encounter will put them in the road to stop being enemies and become something more.

I had my doubts when I began reading this book. Although I loved the style how and how everything is described, it was a bit slow and I was wondering about the romance. I was eager to see these two guys getting along, but couldn't find any chance about it. George was a brat and Jack kept to himself so much I was desperate for a chance.

As the saying goes, ask, and the universe shall deliver. Change was waiting for them to be ready, and what a cute turn of events it was! I liked how they developed, changed and evolved into something different. It's a very realistic story that teaches you a thing or two about friendship, identity, self-discovery and love.

I was waiting for more sex, to be honest, I wanted to find a scene were things would get wild because Oh-My-Gods there was so much sexual tension in the air between these two, but it was actually just a bit. I liked it, nontheless, Kent Lowe has a great style and knows how to turn the reader on with just a few paragraphs, but I wanted more in terms of lenght and temperature.

We also get to know a bit about the past of each characters, their respective stories, how their lives were before meeting each other and how things develop from there. As I said, you will have to wait a bit until the sugar appears, but it will be worth the wait. Not to mention Nan, George's grandma, will make you laugh every single time she's on stage. Promise.

Read it, pornies. A cute lovestory awaits, but filled with drama and arguments. There are a couple of typing mistakes here and there, but they don't bother at all, honestly. You will fall in love with A Bit of Me in no time.

About Kent Lowe:

"My English teacher in Year 11 once said that I'd either be a rent boy or a writer. I wasn't successful at the first so thought I'd try the latter."

Kent Lowe grew up in East London, spending most of his youth in Dagenham, before moving to Essex.
Being a daydreamer and somewhat of a loner, he found art and literature to be the perfect medium for his endless imagination. After finishing college, Kent went on to study a Fine Art degree where he moved from canvas to installation which reared his love for both visual and literary storytelling.
Kent has always had an affinity with animals, and growing up with a menagerie of creatures, he now has fish, an orange cat and four adorable dogs that make his chaotic world just that little more harmonic.
As an artist and writer, all of Kent's works delve into humour, love and friendship.

Have you read this book? Would you recommend it or not? Let me know in the comments! Kinky regards, K!

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Comic review: Scared Stiff #1

Hello pornies! I hope you are safe and well. I've been thinking a bit, and decided that since I am a bit short of time I could post longer reviews of the comics and manga I already read and commented on my first Instagram account. It may not be as often as I'd like to, since real life is taking its toll on me, but hey, you may discover something good! Today's about Scared Stiff, a OneShot comic by Michael Broderick and R. Tyler.

• Print Length: 24 pages
• Script: Michael Broderick
• Art: R. Tyler
• Publisher: Class Comics (September, 2016)
• Publication: September, 2016
• Genres: Fantasy, Horror

SCARED STIFF #1 is an amazing anthology of twisted tales of sex and the paranormal. Drawing inspiration from the classic “Tales from the Crypt” comics, as the cover suggests, Scared Stiff features three creatively creepy stories filled with the strange and the horny. It’s three bizarre tales of ass-thumping weirdness! “Defiled” opens the book and transports us to a beautiful beach in Hawaii. Under the setting sun and the warm evening breeze, one particularly hunky but grouchy vacationer runs into an island deity and ends up having the wildest night of his life. “Recent Acquisition” finds a museum security guard getting much more than he ever bargained for when he takes on the night shift. Who knew art could be so dangerous? And lastly, the bizarre tale of “Kevin” proves beyond a shadow of a doubt that you should probably never pick up hitch-hikers, no matter how blond and sexy he may be.

The stories are very creative, imaginative and immersive. I wish they had been longer or the beginning of a new series for each of them, maybe just a single issue, but I guess that's part of the charm.

I'm gonna be honest and say that my favorite story is Recent Acquisition, definitely. It's a great modern retelling of Oscar Wilde's Dorian Gray, which combines the eroticism and sex we all like with the Gothic horror of the original novel. I can only wonder what could follow after such an encounter! Both Defiled and Kevin are great, Michael Broderick did fine in them, but they pale in comparison.

About the art, I can only say it serves the purpose and makes Scared Stiff look great. I liked how R. Tyler played with the coloring so it had a mayor role to create the eerie atmosphere, mostly in Recent Acquisition and Defiled.

As I said, the only problem is that this is way too short for me, but it certainly arouses the imagination and plays with the darker side of desires, that weird dream we had back then or that we keep imagining no matter what. It's an effective dose of morbid sex if that's what you're looking for.

Have you read this comic? Would you recommend it or not? Let me know in the comments! Kinky regards, K!

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You should be sad (because I do) + Gay-ified lyrics

Hi pornies. I hope you are safe and well.

This is a difficult entry to write because, the moment I started listening to Halsey's You should be sad (below) I remembered the worst relationship of my life. Sit down, it's time for a story, but if you're not in the mood, which I understand, you can go right to the gay-ified lyrics. You will have to pardon the lack of certain details since I still want to stay in the shadows. As Halsey wisely says, I gotta get it off my chest.

It was December, we just finished all the work we had to do and finally got a vacation break. While my 18 years old self was in the house, I got a friend request on Facebook from a cute guy who was friends with one of my co-workers. Gaydar activated, I accepted and started talking with him.

In a matter of days he was my sole reason to stay up all night, my reason to smile, to laugh, and I was so desperate to meet him. I really, really wanted to look at him, embrace him, kiss him, be there with him and look at his eyes. Madly in love, you can say.

Next year, I got back to my work place, but not as an employee but as part of the public. I knew he would be there, and we decided to meet the next day, but as the hopeless romantic I (like to think) am, I decided to surprise him. In a matter of minutes he was there, and it was perfect. Fucking, madly, cosmic-level perfect.

Days passed. It was my best relationship ever, I couln't find a flaw in him, couldn't complain at all, and we never had a fight. It was all too perfect, which should have put me on alert now that I look back, but I was too numbed living my very own fairy tale, and I didn't want it to end.

In just three months, we had already plans to escape, because both our families don't accept any kind of LGBT+ people, get married, and I even touched the subject of having a kid, but he said it was way too soon for him to even think about it. The best three months in my live, talking day and night with who I thought was the love of my life.

However, he started acting strange. I knew he was hiding something and would ask about it, but he wouldn't say a word and pretend it was all fine. One of my ex's lived in the same place and I asked him if he knew something, anything, because I was really worrie. My ex told me he knew nothing but see what he could find, if possible.

That same evening, my ex told me: "Hey, my best friend recognized him, she says he was holding hands with another guy". I broke down. What the fuck? Really? You kidding? You sure? Yes, he was sure. I decided not to assume anything, swallow and go on. I would talk to my BF because it was his words that I cared about.

The next day, after college, I got a message of my BF, sweet and cute but that finished saying "I will always be your friend". Broke, down, down, down the rabbit hole. I was in tears and called him right away. After insisting, we broke and I told him the reason why. He said it was all lies, that he never did such a thing and began to send messages that hurt me enough to make me consider cutting myself again. I still remember he wrote "You disgust me" and "Loving is too big a feeling for someone like you."

After a couple of days, he convinced me that he was sorry and that he said those things because he was hurt, but that he wanted another chance. I missed him, a lot, more than I ever thought I would miss someone, and accepted, but said "this is the first time, after the third, I don't want to know anything about you".

The messages came back, but not the same charm. He was different, apparently very depressed, and started sending messages I interpreted as his last goodbye. He even told me if I ever leaved him he would have no other reson to live and would start getting thinner. The sole idea terrified me, because in my eyes he was just a guy broken down by his family, and despite I was in not a better condition I decided to be there for him no matter what.

One night, as I was in a wedding, I got one of those messages. My face changed and even my mom noticed. She knew I had a boyfriend but we never talked about it. She was adamant that she did not want to talk with him, see him, meet him or have anythign to do with him. When I told her what I though, she immediately said he was manipulating and playing with me. I didn't believed her, didn't want to, but I suspected it as well.

The second time, he fought with me by messages because of a stupid thing. I don't remember what it was all about, honestly, I just remember thinking "why are you acting like such a brat when this is no big deal?" He started insulting me again and I just replied: "second time. Don't want a third. Don't make them three." We broke again.

Finally, when it was three more months, six in total since the relationship started, I started another guy in college. He was too femenine, which I don't usually like, but he was kind, friendly and, honestly, a sexy twink. We had been talking for a long while but lost contact constantly. Things got out of hand, too many emotions for me to handle and, honestly once again, I found this guy more easy going and comfortable to be with than a relationship that was suffocating me. The thing is that I ended sending one picture to this guy with no face, and he sent me one as well with his. 

During this, I was still talking with this jerk of a guy when I added this guy again on FB. We were still exs, but kind of tried to get along and see if we could get back together. The jerk noticied and asked about him. I told him everything. Every word we wrote, abou the pictures and even who send them first (I did.) The next day, the jerk sent me a capture: it was a chat between the two of them, and the jerk told the guy he sent the picture first. He told me "don't lie to me." It was the third time.

That was it. I was done with that kind of shit. And if you have read this far then you deserve to know that at some point my mom got the nudes I had sent to the jerk, my then-boyfriend. I think it was before the first time, and I called him crying the hell out of myself, but he swore over and over and over he never sent anyhting. I believed him, and though that maybe someone did it using his phone, or any other excuse.

After clocking him from every single social media, erasing the photos and get rid of every single gift he gave me, I spiraled down in depression, insomnia, anxiety, stress, cutting and suicidal thoughts. Five years. Five years it took me to get over six months. Five. Fucking. Years. 

We spoke that same year, on December. He pretended to be all hurt and misserable and regretful of all that happened, but I was done this time. It was the closure I need, it was my chance to take back all the songs I loved and dedicated to him, all the times I didn't sleep enough for talking with him, the times when he complained that I fell asleep and never told him, the time when we had oral sex and I couldn't get myself hard because I jerked off that morning, and the photos. Of, especially because of the damned photos.

"You did everything in your power to make me feel miserable and you made me feel like the fault of all this shit was mine." I never thought saying something would feel so, SO good. "I don't believe you anything, and I think you believe nothing. I'm fed up, I'm tired, and I don't want to hear from you again. Ever." He called next year, crying, and I hung up the second I heard his voice.

Like Halsey wisely says, I'm so glad I never ever had a baby with him, and That he would never ever touch me again. Funny how a single beautiful song can remind you of such a sordid story, isn't it?

I wanna start this out and say

I gotta get it off my chest (My chest)

Got no anger, got no malice

Just a little bit of regret (Regret)

Know nobody else will tell you

So there's some things I gotta say

Gonna jot it down and then get it out

And then I'll be on my way

No, you're not half the man you think that you are

And you can't fill the hole inside of you with money, sex, and cars

I'm so glad I never ever had a baby with you

'Cause you can't love nothing unless there's something in it for you

Oh, I feel so sorry, I feel so sad

I tried to help you, it just made you mad

And I had no warning about who you are

I'm just glad I made it out without breaking down

And then ran so fucking far

That you would never ever touch me again

Won't see your alligator tears

'Cause, no, I've had enough of them

I'm gonna start this out by saying (By saying)

I really meant well from the start

Take a broken man right in my hands

And then put back all his parts

But you're not half the man you think that you are

And you can't fill the hole inside of you with money, guys, and cars

I'm so glad I never ever had a baby with you

'Cause you can't love nothing unless there's something in it for you

Oh, I feel so sorry (I feel so sorry)

I feel so sad (I feel so sad)

I tried to help you (I tried to help you)

It just made you mad

And I had no warning (I had no warning)

About who you are (About who you are)

Just glad I made it out without breaking down

Oh, I feel so sorry (I feel so sorry)

I feel so sad (I feel so sad)

I tried to help you (I tried to help you)

It just made you mad

And I had no warning (I had no warning)

About who you are (About who you are)

'Bout who you are

Hey-ey-ey-ey, yeah (x4)

'Cause you're not half the man you think that you are

And you can't fill the hole inside of you with money, sex, and cars

I'm so glad I never ever had a baby with you

'Cause you can't love nothing unless there's something in it for you

I feel so sad

You should be sad

You should be

You should be sad

You should be

You should be

You should be

Kinky regards, K!

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Porn Review: Ben Masters & Riley Finch

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I promised and I delivered! Hello pornies! K comes back to review porn, just like I said ages ago. I just finished watching this scene and I had to totally tell you about it. As soon as I saw the trailer, which is down below, I knew I had to see sexy Ben Masters as a top. And what a top! Boy, I could fancy myself some Ben in the near future!

• Featuring: Ben Masters (Top) & Riley Finch (Bottom)
• Studio: Cocky Boys
• Released: 05/07/2020
• Duration: 19:04 min.
• Contains: BareBack, Hung & Big Dicks, Oral & Deep Throating, Power Bottom, Rimming.

Riley Finch is back for what he calls "open it" sex with Ben Masters whose take-charge energy is directed toward topping this time...in the rough manner Riley likes! First though, Riley takes the challenge of servicing Ben's big dick and he succeeds, as evidenced by Ben's moans of pleasure. Ben gives back by sucking Riley, locking him in a passionate 69.
Ben's mouth gravitates to Riley's hole which he ravages, moving him from a 69 to bent over the bed's rails. And with Ben's lust raging uncontrollably he finally pounds Riley from behind. Eventually he pulls Riley up and gets him to ride his cock and work his hole on it, leading Ben to thrust fuck into him deep & hard.
When Ben turns him around Riley continues to ride him with unbridled sexual energy as his hole gets continuous pummeling. Soon Riley goes over the edge and shoots a huge load over Ben's torso. AND he has a kinky surprise for Ben. He takes control by tying Ben's wrists over his head and then strokes and milks a huge load out of him in an intense orgasm. Riley kisses Ben sweetly, but will he untie him? 

Ahhhh look what’s out!! @cockyboys @RJ_SebastianNYC @rileyfinchxxx I TOP!!!! And I do a pretty good job I must say!!!! Check it out!! https://t.co/7Jla71ivLp pic.twitter.com/gfyIjoqeig

— Ben Masters (@BenMastersxxx) May 7, 2020

Okay so let me get this straight. I loved this. Totally. Utterly. The beginning was a bit weird, to be honest, and all the laughs bothered me a little, but as soon as Riley turned Ben on everything became better and better and better!

I have to say: We need more ass biting and more of a top Ben Masters. I was about to scream when he started biting and slapping that ass like crazy. Total dominant mood. Me likes! And how is it that I didn't hear about such a cutie like Riley Finch? Don't let his cute inocent look fool you, this guy has some hungry ass and can handle a good pounding, and what a good pounding he got! I didn't know either Ben could go so fast.

More, please. More of this! Source

As you know, I'm still in spiritual fasting and couldn't cum, but that was the best edging session I've had so far. If you ask me, I'm gonna watch this scene soon enough and properly enjoy it. Care to do the same?

Kinky regards, K!

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Book review: Aradia A Modern Guide

Hello pornies. I hope you are feeling great. Yesterday I had a rough time, but there were two nice suprises waiting for me at the end of the day! I can only say that this spiritual fating is giving results, and it's aking me feel nearer to my Godds, especially to the witches' Messiah, Aradia. Today I want to speak about her, or more specifically about Aradia: A Modern Guide to Charles Godfrey Leland's Gospel of the Witches, by Craig Spencer. Thanks to Llewellyn Publications for the copy! You rock, people.

• Print Length: 240 pages
• Publisher: Llewellyn Publications (August 8, 2020)
• Expected Publication Date: August 8, 2020
• ISBN-10: 0738764663
• ISBN-13: 978-0738764665

First published in 1899, Aradia or the Gospel of the Witches is a fascinating record of Charles Godfrey Leland's view of Italian folk magic as told to him by hereditary Italian witches. Craig Spencer's Aradia is a new translation of the original Italian text and includes a full reprint of Leland's own words as well as notes, analysis, and commentary to help you better understand the classic manuscript and the magical practices within its pages. Aradia also includes hands-on instructions for a unique magical practice based on Leland's remarkable glimpse of 19th-century craft lore. This magical guide is designed to help you develop, expand, and enhance your current craft practices. With exercises and rituals inspired by the original manuscript, this book shares a wholly unique approach to witchcraft that hearkens back to authentic practices of an earlier era.

I had several doubts and questions about Aradia when I read the Gospel for the first time several years ago. Although not all, Spencer answered a big lot of my doubts by interpreting the Gospel and explaining what certain chapters are about, what they offer to the Witch and how to incorporate those teachings in our lives.

There are a couple of ideas I don't agree with, but that's the point of religious talking: They make you disguss about what you think and compare ideas. This modern guide will do that for sure witht he readers, pormpt several discussions and make everyone wonder about its messages.

What I liked the most is that Craig managed to make all the analysis simple and entertaining. There were ups and downs along the way, but the general ideas are right on point and I'm sure many readers will like to get their hands in this book as soon as possible.

Photo by Hayley
Drake Photography

About Craig Spencer:
Craig Spencer is a Lancashire-born Anglo-Italian witch who practices Traditional Lancashire Witchcraft. In addition to practicing witchcraft and writing books, he is an integrated therapist and Reiki teacher. He earned a bachelor of science degree with honors from the University of Salford and a postgraduate certificate in education from the University of Central Lancashire. Craig can be found on Instagram @WitchcraftUnchained and Twitter @CraigSpencer90.

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Book review: Tao Te Ching (James Legge translation)

Hello sweethearts. I hope you are okay. I recently read the Tao Te Ching, by Lao Tzu and traslated by James Legge, and I wanted to tell you about it. I already read other translations of the Tao Te Ching, and boy I love all of its messages! Thanks to Ixia Press for sending me a copy!

• Print Length: 112 pages
• Publisher: Ixia Press (May 13, 2020)
• Publication Date: May 13, 2020
• ISBN-10: 0486841901
• ISBN-13: 978-0486841908 

The pursuit of power, happiness, and life's meaning is as old as history itself, as the Tao Te Ching (The Book of the Way and Its Virtue) attests. Dating from two and a half millennia ago, this timeless text consists of 81 brief chapters that form one of the world's most profound and influential spiritual traditions. The Tao played a significant role in the development of Buddhist thought, and this classic of meditative insight continues to inform modern readers with its emphasis on mindfulness. Centered on the principle of wu wei, or naturalness and simplicity, its teachings outline an attitude of spontaneity and noninterference that fosters individuality and self-awareness. This high-quality gift edition of the authoritative James Legge translation is an enduring companion on the mystical path to spiritual freedom.

I'm a total fan of the Tao. It is a book you never get tired of reading and discovering. Every translation offers something new, a different point of view in its teachings. This was no exception. Although challenging, I liked reading the verses translated by James Legge and how enlightening they are about taking it easy, how inaction is valid and correct now and then, and how to relax in the crazy tides of modern world. I don't care if Lao Tzu was real or not, but this work endures no matter what, and I strongly feel Legge knew got to understad a big deal of it.

However, I had a major problem with this edition: portions of text in different languages. We have Latin and German with no English explanation. It adds nothing to the text, to be honest, and it was bothersome to even find the Chinese characters in the middle of the annotations, while there was Chinese text anywhere in the book. I guess it was aimed for readers familiar with the language, but I would have made sense to have the original writing, say, at the end of the book. It was confusing, to say the least.

If you read only the verses and the first paragraph of the annotations you will really enjoy this book. Maybe the second as well. The experience was bittersweet, but don't let that stop you from enjoying a great translation of the Tao Te Ching. It definitely was the mental exercise my neurons needed during quarantine.

About Lao Tzu:
The founder of philosophical Taoism, Lao Tzu is a central figure in Chinese culture. He is traditionally acknowledged as the author of the Tao Te Ching, although the attribution — like much of Tzu's biography — is a matter of scholarly debate. According to legend, he was the longtime keeper of the imperial archives. Saddened by his contemporaries' reluctance to pursue virtue, Lao Tzu left the court. As he was crossing the Tibetan border, a guard asked him to write down his teachings, resulting in the enduring lessons of the Tao Te Ching.


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Midnight Thoughts: Can Pagans pray to whoever they like?

Hello pornies! How are you doing? I'm on a +10 days no-cum streak, and I plan to keep it until this month ends! More on that later. However, I want to talk to you about something really serious and important I saw recently in a Facebook group (are you in there? Feel free to add me then!)

Long story short, after I dreamed with La Santa Muerte (again, more on that later,) I created my Facebook to enter a group about her and study her. Recently, I saw the next image, which caused a lot of conflict and made me think about several things. See for yourselves.

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There's a particular line I have big problems with, because this kind of perception makes more damage than one would imagine:

I am not initiated in Palo, Vodou, Santeria, Lucumi. I am a spiritualist and spiritualists, like Pagans, can pray and work for anyone who will listen to them and their community. I do not need an initiation to hear the divine because I heard it before I was ordained or initiated.

Really, Karen? Are you kidding? Now, I don't want to spread hate (the group exhausted me already with those comments,) but I do want to make clear to any new Witch, Pagan or Spiritual person, this is not okay. At all. If you are given this kind of advice ever, please, remove yourself from that place and get away from that person.

The problem is not whether or not we can work with any deity or spiritual force we want, becase we can. Hell, I'm a Pagan in wild love for my Craft, and I'm finding a way to work with a folk Catholic, Mexican saint. The problem is that you do need to be initiated or at least have a serious background study with someone who undertsand and respects that heritage.

This is even more important when it comes to social minorities. As a cisgender male who sometimes is percieved as White (hint, I'm not,) I may have certain social priviledges, I may experience some things normal, but who the feck I am to take, say, an African deity and worship them as I please, taking them out of their context and culture?

Think about it. If you were African american, Latin, Romani, Native American, LGBT+, and someone from any dominant culture took your heritage and do with it whatever they may want, how would you feel? Yes, kids, Witches do what they want whenever they want, but real Witches do not steal and appropiate culture in any mean.

Just shut up.

Another example. Let's say you want to study reiki, and really like how cool it sounds to heal with your hands, but, lacking any master near to you, you decide to start using those symbols on your own, with no proper training and not even a level 1 alignment. How serious are you about your practice, then, if you cannot respect that? Keep studying, reading, watching, listening, asking and searching, but practice only after serious training (very few exceptions, i.e: tarot doesn't count; although it does help as well!)

There are some religions we can be part of without being initiated. I, for example, was an eclectic Wiccan when I got started into magic and Witchcraft, and the Gods bless Scott Cunningham for helping me find my way to Wicca: I'm not into that path anymore, but I will take no shit from anyone who speaks badly about it because it was my introduction, part of my heritage already, and I expect everyone to do the same with theirs.

You can practice, pray, worship and witch however you can, and your practice is your practice. What works for you may not work for me, vice versa, and this is totally awesome. Diversity is what make the Craft so amazing for me. However, remember always: Real witches do not steal.

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Queer Pagan Interviews: Fox

Helo pornies! I hope you're doing great. Today I want to open a new section in the blog dedicated for all of us Queer Pagans. I want to share what our practice is like, how Witchcraft and Queerness could be related, how it empower us, and so on. I'm so happy to share this first interview with you!

Our Queer Pagan for today is Fox, a pansexuali, polyamorous and primalist Gaelic Polytheist. He has anxiety, depression, OCD, and PTSD, but describes how his path has helped him. Thank you so much for participating in this, Fox! Follow him on Twitter as @DonnSionnach.

1. Which came first: Witchcraft or Queer Identity?

I wish this were as simple to answer as it was to ask.

I was a magickal child, and being Queer is also inherent; but as for self identification purposes, the Witch (Wiccan first, then witch, now neoDruid) and Queer (first bisexual, then gay, and now pansexual) came when I was 15 (prior to that I was magickal without labels, and I was identifying as Christian until I was 12 - which I left due to a lack of faith in that god; but never lost belief in the Divine) and I chose Wicca as a religion because it helped to support, as opposed to diminish, my Queerness. It wasn’t until I sought training in the Gardnerian Tradition at 24 that I stepped away from Wicca due to the intrinsic hetero-normativety of that path.

It’s been a labyrinthine search ever since.

2. How would you describe your path as a Witch?

As I said, labyrinthine. I’ve been all over the map, and I draw influences from all over the globe. It’s who and what I am. I’m a magickal person, living a magickal (albeit still fairly boring) life. Druidry and Witchcraft inform everything I do, and every thought I have.

But, that doesn’t really answer your question.

I would describe my path as a witch as seeking, in a mist, but sure-footed. I sometimes wish I had more training in certain area; even though I tend to be the most informed of my friends and magickal family. I wish I had more practical/working knowledge. So, I am always seeking.

3. Do you feel your sexuality has played a role in it?

The quick answer to this is a resounding: YES!!

From Radical Faeries to the Blue God of Feri; from Christopher Penczak to Arthur Evans; from Wicca to Hellenism to Druidry. Being Queer has informed my Craft and my spirituality. I honestly think I would still be Christian, or some other mainstream religion, if not for my Queerness.

In my forming personal Tradition I work with a divinity I call “The Boy Goddess,” which is inter-sexed, trans, gender fluid, pansexual, and inter-generational - all in one. Ze is the embodiment of what it is to be Queer to me, even the more misunderstood or less desirable aspect (perhaps especially those aspects). Associated with the moon, transitions and liminal times and spaces, - and with this the magickal world itself. This divine entity whispers to me of a world in which acceptance is never possible while maintaining one’s own true identity.

Ze is a tragic, but beautiful character.

I wish I could write more about zim.

4. I like that you identify yourself a lot with the fox, it's one of my favorites animals! Is it an important animal or symbol for you?

Fox is very important to me, and has been for a very long time. It’s difficult for me to explain, really. Alongside being Pansexual and Pagan, I also identify as Primal. My inner-most self is Fox. When I do inner work, many of the archetypes/inner-beings are foxes or have vulpine characteristics (owl being a secondary).

As a symbol Fox is very magickal. Dusk is a time associated with this animal, and the magick of both Dusk and Fox are about beauty, transitions, and survival. That is an interesting and amazing combination; and it speaks of me as well.

5. You explain in you blog that divine inspiration, Imbas, is sacred for you Gaels, and asked "what’s more inspiring to live than knowing that one day we each must die?" How does death inspire you?

My mother died about 6 years ago. It was sudden; a car crash. I spiraled downward after that, and I forgot to trust myself. I didn’t see/feel her death, and as a sensitive person, I felt that I should have. I distrusted my intuition after that. It’s been a long road towards coming back to being able to trust my own feelings about things.

Of course, death is not the end in my world. It is an end, but not The end. My mother’s shade is still with me, having joined our ancestors; and I strive to make her proud, more so now. Ancestry is important to Gaelic culture, but she is the first ancestor I felt care about me as a person and not merely as legacy.

Furthermore, on a personal level, knowing that I must one day Stop inspires me to leave something behind that doesn’t; my own legacy.

6. Would you say Witchcraft helps you dealing with anxiety, depression, OCD, and PTSD? If so, how?

It most certainly does. My spirituality helps ground me, and reassured me that I am safe and contained.

With anxiety, my training helps ground and center me, and gives me the knowledge that I have more influence and control in my world than most.

Depression is tricky. It eats away at the will. Magick requires three key components, at least as I teach it, and will is one of them (knowledge and creativity being the other two). It only takes a spark of will to ignite the fire, though, and the context of my spiritual practice can be just that.

OCD is pernicious. I can get caught in a “magical thinking loop” that places all of the responsibility of the world on my shoulders. Without the understanding that my Gods are here to alleviate that, I would be crushed and paralyzed.

And the PTSD... without knowing how to Banish, this would kill me. Thoughts and memories can be banished just like entities. 

7. You say that you don't need lore to support your choices, although it certainly feels good to have. Do you remember how was it when you felt that support for the first time? What did lore support at that moment?

So, I officially chose Wicca because I didn’t feel judged for being Queer, and certain authors and leaders, such as Scott Cunningham were/are queer themselves. That was as a teenager. As I got older and found that certain Traditions can be just as homophobic as Christianity, it was disheartening.

When I started reading into things like the Minoan Brotherhood, Penczak’s writing on queer magic, and then Cassell’s Encyclopedia of Queer Myths I felt affirmed. I joined the Radical Faeries. I read Arthur Evan’s work on radical Witchcraft and Queer expression. It all felt so good.

But. It didn’t give me a long sense of history. I found that when I became a Hellenist. That was only a short three or so years, and the Gods of Olympos are intense.

When I came home to Druidry, and didn’t find direct support in the lore or what we know of the ancient culture of Ireland it was tough. But, now that I have a direct channel to my Gods, and I know their support of my pansexuality, polyamory, and primalism, life is more meaningful, and I have a context in the story; and that context is my legacy.

8. Looking back in time, let's say, five years ago, which is your most significant change?

The one I’m willing to admit to is self acceptance. For so long I expressed myself and forced myself to be “gay,” even though I would, from rare times to time, engaged sexually with other than cis-gender men. I’m pansexual, and proudly so, now.

Another is my Coming Home. Embracing my Gaelic heritage and returning to working with the Túatha Dé Dannán and seeking Druidry as much path. I finally feel at home within myself.

9. What are your plans for the future?

I would like to write. I have a lot of great ideas for both fiction and nonfiction. Finding the time between a 40+ hour job and my chronic depression isn’t easy.

My nonfiction is all about my personal path and the associated philosophy, much of to which I have hinted here. I call it Freemantle Craft, a NeoDruidry. I struggle to organize it into linear ideas.

My fiction is a reflection of my philosophy, and is a contemporary fantasy set in the ritual south and here in New England. It’s dark. I draw from a lot of sources and influences that have touched me.

10. Which would be you're advice for young, future Witches and Pagans?

This is the hardest question for me to answer. I want to say something profound, but I just keep coming back to the old standards.

Never let a path or a teacher take you away from who you really are. Honor your ancestors, because one day you will be one. If you can’t find the right path for you, make it for yourself.

If you're a Queer Pagan and would like to participate in this section, send me a message using the form at the sidebar. Kinky regards, K!

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