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Thursday, October 27, 2005
Dopamine Junkie: Love Lockdown After years of searching, heartbreak, tragedy and cynicism After explorations through the deepest, darkest realms of heart, intimacy and desire Through cycles of self immolation and resurrection He answered my quantum incantation And 10 months from the day we intersected on the grid We married. The Dopamine Junkie is officially pledged to the most Worthy 0ne, the 0nly 0ne. I wrote this to a friend, a Dope J reader and friend from DJ's inception: ".... conjured this whole damn thing, invoking a confluence of my past and future selves, drawing all my energies and trails of light to this one point on this one time loop, cleared myself of my dirty filters, refined my quantum incantation, and sang it out loud and true and intent-filled with all the heart and soul magic I could muster, I broke myself down into nothing, and resurrected my infinite self from beneath all the wastelands, smouldering embers and sharp broken shards of shell. I recognized my old myth, broke it, sat lifeless and unsure for a bit, then it stirred within me, and I kept trying, I kept open, seeking, curious, hopeful - in the months before he came, I'd been out on 40+ dates, talking/writing to many almost nearly sentient-enough minds, met some true but not completely mine, genii of superior spirit, heart and quality. .. then Dec 31 2004, 4 hours alone in the steaming alkaline waters of a Korean mineral baths in the middle of Los Angeles, a powerful solo ritual of prayer, meditation, magic, self-hypnosis, timeline therapy techniques for archive and deletion, reprogramming, opening, projecting, being, dissolving, shining out . . . Jan 1, 2005. He arrived..." Below, a text snapshot of the totally impromptu wedding day. Always with more love, DJ >>>>> >>>>> October 18, 2005, San Luis Obispo then Pismo Beach, CA We woke to no feelings of doubt, fear, apprehension or stress. Got some coffee. Matt tried the "rabid dog" a "quad" espresso plus house blend. We went to the San Luis Obispo County Recorder's office and got the marriage license. We were the first ones there, no one else in line. Had breakfast at Big Sky Cafe in downtown San Luis Obispo. We didn't know where we'd be married, but we wanted beach. The weather was cold and cloudy and it had been raining. We didn't know what we were going to say. Mama and my sisters and grandparents were driving in to meet us at my sister Nikki's house in San Luis Obispo. We walked around after breakfast, then back to the hotel to get dressed and pack up. Went to Nikki's to find out the fam was going to be late. Nikki and her boyfriend led us out to Pismo Beach to scout location, and nearby we found the perfect spot, a cliff with an empty gazebo! And the clouds were held back by our own light -- to the north and south of us, but blue sky right overhead. We took pics, the fam arrived, my grandfather officiated by reading verbatim from a "pastor's manual" and he actually said words like "Wilt Thou Take .. . " and "pledge my troth." All we had to say was, "I will." The family voices raised in songs and spontaneous 4 part harmony all around us, and I joined in for the last song, to sing to Matt, "Dahil Sa Iyo" a tagalog love song. Then it was done. Took some pictures and then went to the CRACKED CRAB restaurant nearby where Matt was initiated into the De Jesus family Savage Crab eating ritual -- tearing with our bare hands into several king crab legs, whole dungeness crabs, making piles of crab meat to douse with malt vinegar, butter and lemon. . . Replete, Matt and I took off for Santa Cruz, where we had a 9 o'clock private tub and sauna waiting for us at Well Within (Kiva's private tubs are being remodeled!) A long lovely impromptu wedding day. We can now start the process of getting Matt's immigration papers started! But my husband goes back to England on Saturday, we'll be apart again -- until I go to the UK after Christmas. . . and however long it takes after that to get him back here permanently. Big wedding program and party next September -- we are planning now for a wonderful multimedia program of music, video, dancing and friends and family to help us celebrate two cynics from across the world, finding and holding each other through time and space, letting our will to life, intent and shared maps of reality guide us to the moments which have been holding and waiting for us to move into. >>>>>> A new adventure begins. . .into uncharted territories.
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