Past and Now

Adam and Stray an AOZ Fate: Porn and Passion

I met Stray during an interesting point in my life. It was the point that I realized that the world as it was, was really no place for me. This was a world that did not welcome my ideas and feelings, and I felt similarly about the world. I was not sure what to do about that. Then out of the blue, the answer came in Stray form.
The little Lady appeared in my inbox one day, and we found common ground. We resonated together to some extent. The Lady felt similarly about the world. We became friends, then lovers.
The Lady was not in a good place when we met. I did what I could to help. I was not in a great place myself. All Ladies with wildly free spirits deserve a rock beneath which to shelter their dreams. Still one aims to be the best rock one can be under the circumstances.
Stray and I decided that, if the world was not to our taste, that we would go off in search of a new world. That Lady’s courage and spirit set me free from a previously miserable life. We ditched all material possessions, and set off on the great adventure. We traveled all around the world, and made all kinds of mischief together along the way. She was the Bonnie to my Clyde, the Evie to my V, the Nancy to my Sid.
Discovering a new found liberation – that red pill – we decided we would try as best we could to offer red pills to others. The Lady put her considerable heart and soul into our work together. She developed new skills, and in return was the best rock she could be for me. The Lady stuck by me through thick and thin, through the good times, and the horrific times. I could not really want for a better partner in crime than Stray. Did the Lady flounder occasionally? Of course. We all do, sometimes.
We made The Record together, and facilitated the distribution of countless other rebellious masterpieces. Our work touched countless lives around the globe. Not subscribing to religious norms, we never got married. However the Lady was my wife for nearly 15 years. A not inconsiderable amount of time given that we were living, sleeping and working together 24 hours of the 7 days each week. Given that most couples see each other for 20 minutes in the morning, a couple hours in the evening and at weekends – I estimate by comparison Stray and my relationship lasted some 50 odd years. This is no mean feat, in a world where most marriages flounder almost as soon as they are out of the gate.
Still while the Lady was incredibly strong in some areas, in others she was a mere mortal Lady. Any shortcomings were why the Lady connected with me in the first place. A kind and caring Lady, better built for nurturing than for the incessant rat-at-at-tat of constant battle for a decade. Inevitably the pressure of what we were doing took it’s toll, on both of us. We began fighting, she became distant, I became angry.
I can’t say that I treated the Lady as well as I could all those years. Disgracefully in places. I was a young arrogant fool, and did not know any better (now I am an old fool). I’d had my heart broken before, and I was not about to let that happen to me again. It took me a great deal of time to truly open up to the Lady. By then, I fear it was too late. I would caution anyone in love, to cherish what you have. Don’t it always seem to go, that you don’t know what you’ve got ’til it’s gone.

 

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