Adventures in Hedonism

Adventures in Hedonism is happily maintained by an ex-southern baptist turned hedonist.  She has found her life’s calling to enjoy her life day by day and is looking forward to everything that the universe decides to throw her way.

In answer to the question of what I believe:

I believe in a universal consciousness. I believe that we are all the same being - constantly changing ourselves, yet constantly staying the same - plants, animals, earth, sky, human - all the same. Each a part of the other and interdependent upon each other.

I believe in science and I believe in magic and I do not believe that the two are mutually exclusive. Each are equal in power and in theory.

I believe that flames and teardrops are the same shape, only inverted.

I believe that the truest form of beauty is the truest form of self, and that being who you are at your raw core is your only chance at happiness.

I believe in light and I believe in dark and I can relate to the way that dawn and dusk are forever attached yet never completely meet. I believe in the fact that artificial light is evil and I love the fact that there can never be an artificial dark.

I believe that touch, love, hate, family, friends and everything else we see or know has equal powers to hurt and to heal, depending upon which way they are directed.

I believe in truth and not in perceptions and the fact that most people confuse the two. Truth remains the same, no matter your perception or rationalization of such.

I believe that time is a spiral cut from a piece of paper torn from my jr. high geometry notebook. For if time were linear, I would not constantly feel as if I am eight years old..or twelve…or sixteen.

I believe in time travel and I believe in spiritual travel and I believe that sometimes, these are one and the same - for this is where the science and the magic meet. Under a leafless oak tree that was here before the beginning of time, on top of the moon and her many moons, beside my bed at night when I dream and behind by eyes when I close them and see things that are real, but that I cannot touch.

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