i am starting to understand the life that i live. it is a movement of courtship with that most triumphant essence, an incorporation of all elements and an aggrandizement of the most royal proportions. i seek to become king over all that i see know and am, and yet at the same time, serve only the most high authority of all. in submitting to the king one becomes king. i can only say that i seek out the finest things in life in all regards. my body, my mind, my heart, can only be satisfied by that which would bequeath unto me the most grace. i seek moderation and yet am ecstatic, and my ecstasy is always in perfect proportion with the seasons, with the sentiment, and with the circumstances. the great mother looks out for her children with such gracious movements that her breast arms and heart are always within reach. i have only to look up, i have only to touch the ground, and i can feel her dance, and her laughter. the firepits of the ancients sent sparks up to the heavens in reverent dance for the gift of life, and all the stars sang in unison for their beloved. like the ancients i seek a royalty beyond hierarchy, an intrinsic kingship, and the friends that are family. that we should all dance and sing with tremendous steps and strides and ride into the sunset to ride it again, gratefully acknowledging the miracle together, that there could be no higher authority than this Love.