Passions

I have loved my wives, and they always loved me. Our love is wonderful and everlasting. Part of this love was with me when I began my life, a life given back to me by Gyöngyösi and will be sevenfold when I die. Nevertheless, that day came when I could say that my road provided me the joy of my wives and our wonderful sons and daughters. We enjoyed filling them with love. Each wife represented a special part of our family. This love is an independent blanket that continues to cover us. In addition, this love continued to grow. Our family realized that this is all of us loving one another. Our family crossed the color of skin lines with our Angel's glowing dark skin. We crossed not only one, but also four types of species' lines. We had one that turns into an Angel, one danced in the sky, another turned into a giant bear, and my special five-inch friend. Our two best friends, a fire woman and a fire horse, would have been married into our family. Except their species, based on a different element, obviously fire and therefore, they were not intra species of the same element. The concept that is running in my mind is that two people can create a love powerful enough to pull in more love. This is true, especially if they rule from their hearts and not their eyes. Love reigned from our hearts, and true love could not see, but can only feel. The important thing is that when we dove into the sea of love, we gave our lives to love and love gave us back our lives. Mighty love kept my wives, and I as its prisoner. We each day we never left from the beginning of our love. Love not at any time freed us. My family remained great neighbors with the Edelényi who aided us during our times of trouble, which increased as our numbers increased. We presented our class to those who were to marry on the power of love as enthusiastic in our last class as we were in our first class. Our special daily three-hour one wife time worked great for us. We changed into using this bonding and fun time. The wives were creative over the years, especially after their second rounds of delivering their babies, practicing our mating skills faded away. We shared our hearts and worked on feeding our love. The wives also dedicated one hour each day in which we discussed the activities of our children. It was important that we treat each child the same, for even though they had different mothers they all had the same father. In time, the Edelényi influenced our family into new concepts and family practices. The Edelényi did not have the Master rules the family with a stern force. I had never ruled my family, considering that I enjoyed their differences more than a similar behavior system. I constantly enjoyed debating with them, and we celebrated our compromises as if both won, when, in reality, they won usually. Their little hearts would not allow them to gloat so they always reported our debates as settled in compromise. I needed them, and only for the love that remains in their hearts. They needed me. I reasoned that since they have not kicked me off this mountain yet, I was still in business. Addressing our Master / Servant relationship, I had clearly told my wives that we would never have this type of relationship. I could not force a person who wanted to bear my children to give everything they were. No, I wanted more and got more, because I got their true free selves. They skip around our mountaintop and throughout our home with jolly smiles and nonstop singing, humming, or whistling. My wives are extremely happy because they feel as if a part of their lives. They never acted before others as they did within our family. This was because on the other end of our cave, which leads out of this mountain, the people would take them from me and punish them severely. The Edelényi had always practiced the same custom as I do with my wives. I learned this from my Grandpa and father. Still, Grandpa discovered this style during his many visits and saw how it was so much better for the wives. They could concentrate on constructing themselves and not helplessly destroying themselves. I was a few times throughout the years tempted to take my family back to my hometown village. However, to our fortune reality woke me and opened my eyes to what I had in front of us. I would be taking my family into a dangerous place to survive, flooded with thieves, murderers, and they are telling me now the large Hersonian ships packed with people pirates. They took very little booty when they invaded, mainly concentrating on people. They just about had a free reign throughout our peninsula, except for the Hatvani Mountains in the Dorogi Kingdom demolishes their greedy raiding parties through clever ambushes. The Edelényi received reports that these Hersonian raiders foolishly landed their ships on Sensenites shores. The Sensenites were a dangerous foe in that they used their expert fighting skills to make sure that any enemy they encountered was 100% defeated. They never took captives, but instead burned them as sacrifices to their gods. Afterwards, they would completely sink the invading ships along their shoreline, free the captives and then give the ship unloadable. They left the ships on their shores as a warning for other foolish invaders. The Edelényi was impressed how they have not only released the captives but also gave them guides through the mountains, so they could enter our side of the Hatvani Mountains. The Sensenites merely wanted left alone. This is how King Pécsváradi of the Dorogi, and my daughter handled the Sensenites. They never crossed the line. My wives invariably practiced a changed version of the Master protocol. They never called, me by my first name, therefore unfailingly called me Master. The wives drew the line on this.