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This is for all the Mary Magdalenes of the world. "A spiritual fantasy that presents an alternative morality based on the reservoir of kindness and goodness that abides in the primal instincts and desires of women of passion." This is a spiritual form of erotica, not for voyeurs or prudes, that reconciles reality with morality, sexuality, and spirituality. Feminists interpreting the scriptures as written while condemning the white-male-dominated evangelical fundamentalist movement may nudge some readers out of their comfort zone, but this compelling new erotic novel that transcends fiction…mehr

Produktbeschreibung
This is for all the Mary Magdalenes of the world. "A spiritual fantasy that presents an alternative morality based on the reservoir of kindness and goodness that abides in the primal instincts and desires of women of passion." This is a spiritual form of erotica, not for voyeurs or prudes, that reconciles reality with morality, sexuality, and spirituality. Feminists interpreting the scriptures as written while condemning the white-male-dominated evangelical fundamentalist movement may nudge some readers out of their comfort zone, but this compelling new erotic novel that transcends fiction will force readers to redefine God and the rules of engagement in the game of love. This is an adult, erotic fairy tale about one family's journey through life and the obstacles they overcame with their never-ending love, passion, desire, and loyalty. The story begins with the coming of age of Melissa Stark. It chronicles her identity crisis as she struggles with her sexuality and her antiestablishment tendencies, trying to reconcile the way things are with the way she thought things ought to be. The story then becomes interwoven with the fabric of life for the rest of her loving and caring family. Melissa was a passionate, rebellious young girl who came from a long line of fiercely independent, liberated women. In the biblical sense, she was the youngest of three generations of modern-day Mary Magdalene-type nymphomaniacs. Like her mother and grandmother before her, she struggled with her passions and desires as she fought back against the oppressive persecution of the religious fundamentalists. She was a free-spirited truth seeker, wise beyond her years. Her relentless pursuit of the stream of consciousness of a higher power brought her to an Eden-like place full of peace and love and tolerance. The story chronicles the connection between divine intervention and a series of incredible coincidences that made her family's unconventional love come full cycle. This story also explores the inherent connection between spirituality and sexuality that defines us all as human beings and sanctifies our primal essence. The family in this story clung to one another in times of tragedy and loss, and they nurtured one another with love and kindness and understanding. Their love and kindness and empathy enabled them to survive the suffocating dominance and persecution of the evangelical fundamentalists who were envious of their love and passion. This story strongly rejects the pop culture myth that men are from Mars and women are from Venus as a frivolous rationalization that could lead to the acceptance of misogyny and reverse misogyny. This story strongly suggests that we are all from one place-Eden. Reconciling reality with normality and morality may well be one of the most monumental tasks any human being can ever undertake. Most folks just put this task in the hands of God and muddle through. The lovable, good-natured children of Eden in this story also delegated this task to God, and it all worked out well for them. You might end up loving and identifying with many of the major characters in this story if you outsource your judgmental inhibitions to God and be one with your creator. It is my fervent wish that this frugal chariot I am offering you bears your human soul to a place of peace and love and tolerance.
Autorenporträt
I am the son of two Irish immigrants who came to this great country many years ago to find a new life. On June 16th (Father's Day) the two of them produced a 12- pound 4- ounce bundle of joy who ended up giving them many gray hairs and wrinkles on the rocky road to his horizon. The lessons they taught me and the love and kindness they always showed me made me the man I am today. They told me to always avoid talking about politics and religion at any public gathering, but they never told me I couldn't write about it in a novel, and they never told me I couldn't throw in some graphic erotic sex into the story. // Someone once asked me did God create man or did man create God? I said what does it matter, what would you do with that information if you had it? I wondered why people asked time sensitive questions like these eons too late. At a very early age I began to see that intellectuals spent a lot of their time on mental masturbation. They wallowed in pondering the "chicken or egg" mystery, and the "if a tree falls in the forest" question. I always tried to avoid intellectual pursuits - you might say I'm an "a-lectual" I focus on the eternal beauty of the primal id that makes us who and what we are. If a tree does happen to fall in the forest I would have no interest in analyzing the sound waves it produced literally, metaphorically, or philosophically. I would be more interested in whether or not there was enough yellow caution tape in place to prevent nature lovers from being injured. I have a tendency to use the word "next" much more often than I use the word "why." It is with this mindset that I tell my stories about the common everyday humans that dwell on this planet. // Going through life as an 'a-lectual' affords one the opportunity to experience life as an ever-evolving, continuous learning process -- learning all of life's simple lessons as you go along. Learning what is, is more important than intellectualizing about what was. Some of the "a-lectual" experiences that taught me simple life lessons and made me who I am today are as follows: // While serving my country in the U.S. Army in a non-combat roll during the Viet Nam era, I learned how to make my bed with neat hospital folds in the corners. In the process of making my own bed I learned the meaning of that old adage "you've made your own bed now lie in it." //Several years and two knee replacements later after being a third string NCAA football player on the practice squad for both offence and defense, I learned that the words "to be or not to be" trumped the words "to win or not to win" // During my many deep-sea fishing trips and boating adventures, I learned about that holy feeling of "from whence we came." // While using my VA benefits to pursue a degree in digital electronics I learned that ones and zeros really do matter and Ohm's Law and Kirchhoff's Law are real, and science is real. // During the later years of my career as a Maintenance Engineering Specialist, I learned the meaning of the phrase "if it aint broke don't fix it," and at the same time I learned if something essential is broken you must do whatever it takes to fix it. // In my post-graduate education in the laws of physics, I learned that "energy can neither be created nor destroyed," which brings us back full cycle to the original question - did God create man or did man create God? If energy can neither be created nor destroyed, where did this energy originate? Let the scientist sort it out. Scientists are the Jonah(s) God uses to impart knowledge to humanity so they can choose right from wrong. He carefully picks atheists for this job because He knows their minds are not cluttered with religious fundamentalism. I have studied the scriptures for most of my adult life with that same analytical mindset I`ve always applied when reading any scientific journal, and I firmly believe that the scriptures provide valuable clues for scientists to explore and follow up on. I...