“What happened to Cassandra, grandmother?” the little girl queried.
“Well, she roamed the seven seas and beyond – and then life brought me to you!”
“What happened to Cassandra, grandmother?” the little girl queried.
“Well, she roamed the seven seas and beyond – and then life brought me to you!”
By Athena Stairs, October 25, 2025
I remember you from Elden days
As a whisper upon the wind
When love was just a shadow
In a world submerged in sin
And everywhere I’d follow
Led to high cliffs or dead ends
No money begged nor borrowed
Could erase our souls as kin
And if I were to tell you
We were someday meant to be
Would it be enough to hold you
Now we’ve found this reality?
My light it’s always been you
We have followed in its wake
The purest of intentions
Our blood never forsakes
Yet I who’ve come before you
Knows youth that still debates
How much longer when so close
Before our keys open the gate?
And instinct burns the scriptures
Where the wicked stole our fate?
For lifetimes we have witnessed
From afar the promised land
In each other’s eyes in passing
Swore an oath to hold your hand
Come to me now
Come home at last
It’s time we feast
On love’s repast
And all the world
Will know at last
What it feels like
To be truly blessed
Come revel with me
Breathe in the scent
Of Eden’s garden
No longer Hellbent
Children of God
As our descent
No longer cast
Far to wander
Come meet me
At the alter
Where our hearts
Spring wings anew
I know you
I know you
I know you
It’s true
I know you
I love you
Free at last
Me and you
—-
Haunting Elden melodies of longing.
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“I wish that I knew what it was….
I’d light that fuse in a second if I knew for certain that the feelings were mutual!”
“I guess much of it can be and is meant to be learned, together.”
“How does one go from being a single parent to being partnered, again?
How does one share the load, the burdens of responsibility?
And sharing emotional and financial support – having a feeling of stability?”
He hugged her, complimenting her on the smell of her jacket’s perfume.
“It’s not mine,” she laughingly confided. “I hugged a dear friend of mine earlier – that’s her favorite smell.”
—
(In dreams)
“Past Martial Arts, rock climbing, and general balance-pivoting skills help me manage this ambulatory insanity!”
“We need each other to survive!”
—
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As she turned to leave because she had to keep attending to her fragile realities, he paused her with a quick encircling of her wrist with his elegant fingers.
“Don’t go…
Stay.
I’ll take care of you…
I’ll take care of everything.”
(Title of multiple meanings)
Fire consumes air
While lifting higher
Water cools inferno
Whipped into desire
And Earth gives love
Its haven for landing
She reached out to touch him and he moved closer so that they could hug, if she wanted to.
Her hands lightly traced his arms which were covered in thin, soft fabric that gently radiated warmth, alluring with its sense of safety.
She heard a brief, deep sound from a small ceiling-imbedded speaker to her left above, and asked him if he knew where that growl had come from.
His hands carefully grasped her arms, firmly pulling her against the front of him, forcing her to put her hands upon his chest to avoid instant absorption.
His energy flushed from subdued calm into heat of an inferno and strength surged under her hands as if his body was being filled by a lithe being of massive density.
And her hands twitched as her switch flipped to her succumbing to the need for his fire.
—
(Too brief dream encounter)
“I cannot help but be nervous as I keep working on my body from central core to tips of limbs to keep reclaiming territory.
It was terrifying to have lost coordination and responsiveness / strength through to digits!”
“To see how my feet have changed since the accident.
I am becoming a different creature – altogether…”
“You looked good when I saw you.
Strong, vibrant, relaxed, shy, bright…
Beautiful…”
“It would be great if all of the back and forth were making me stronger…
I don’t want to just keep struggling.”
—
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“I am weary of withholding.”
She didn’t want attention from other males.
She just wanted the bond with her mate.
—
(Title of multiple meanings)
“I love him.
That’s it.
I will keep working on self regulation.”
Opportunistic a**holes
“It’s difficult to feel attractive when I do not feel right in my body.”
“The feature in my own life’s story.”
Shifting between them into different aspects of self is kind of like having different personalities.
Squeeking out efficiency for primary need procurements.
It has always been said that dark and light can find a true balance.
She didn’t even know much up to date about him, personally.
—
(Title of multiple meanings)
Was she supposed to have just lept out of her car and thrown herself upon him, wrapping her arms around him warm and snug all smiling saying, “Hi Baby – I’m yours and you’re mine!”
– ???
Well, yeah – she had wanted to do that.
But they hadn’t even been introduced properly!
—
(Title play multiple meanings)
Repost from October 1, 2022
“I have a computer, keyboard, and piano – but not the environmental headspace to feel that I can practice in my own home.”
Not just around joint attachments, but the actual support muscles around them yielding too much and too easily to where hips’ and shoulders’ insides flex through planes they normally wouldn’t.
Time to begin adding some counter-balancing exercises.