Dark Side of the 60's Moon by Mike Marino (beginner reading books for adults txt) 📕

At first, Olivia , Myrika and I enjoyed a not so PG Rated threesome of a relationship of sexual and spiritual harmony in a spinning  orbit in a  world of our own making with the occasional guest from outside the orbit invited into the sexual inner sanctum to share in the cerebral and carnal carnival of near bi-sexual  joining of  the flesh feast creating more positions and combinations than the Kama Sutra could have ever imagined. All we were missing was a trapeze and circus music! Riding crops were Myrika’s fetish so she usually was the Ring Master .. ”step right up ladies and gents..it’s show time under the big top!”

Danny Two Horse and Kaylee eventually got married and had two little warriors to carry the sacred tribal pipe and to act as the storytellers for future generations of the noble race of Native Americans keeping traditions alive. I was best man and Myrika was the maid of honor. She told me I looked almost acceptable in a beaded shirt with Kokopelli fluting about the design. Myrika, was radiant as a blonde vision with leather fringed shirt with the Goddess of Fertility design that drove me into a dream world. Danny and Kaylee… two angels who had descended to Earth among us mere mortals...we loved them as brother and sister. We had gone through so much together. The bond was infinite.

Liam, remember Liam? Our IRA fugitive. He was eventually tracked down by the FBI, arrested and turned over to British authorities in Canada for transport back to Great Britain’s  notorious Maze prison. The Maze was the home to some of Northern Ireland’s most deadly terrorists making headlines for the hungers strikes and protests which turned it into a powder keg political prison in the Eighties.

Today the hell hole of  H-Block is deathly quiet with only a few signs of its bloody and brutal past. The massive jail, located beside the M1 out of Belfast, has housed thousands of Republican and Loyalist terrorists since it was built on an old airfield in the early Seventies. It was closed in the late Eighties with prisoners transferred to all points of the compass.

Liam  escaped during transfer  with three other inmates only to end up in fragments two months later while placing a bomb at a Belfast police station. It went off early. St. Patricks Day would never be the same again.

Baby China, the child I had with Olivia, had graduated from the University of Michigan with degrees in political science and journalism. She now produces documentaries exposing human trafficking of children and women worldwide. Her live in lover is a former female law student, now ACLU member she met on campus during the Art Festival. She has her own small practice in Ann Arbor in a second floor walk up which Myrika and I pay for until her practice reaches warp speed...or paying clients...whichever comes first.  She specializes in Immigration Law and Civil Rights.

Alexia, the daughter Myrika and I produced, had just turned 20 in 1995. She followed her own compass direction. She, like her mother is a musician and artist living the bohemian life in where? Yep, where Myrika and I met. The Village in New York. she is a beautiful young woman and has fallen in love with a young writer she met...oh gawd! History is about to repeat itself!

I always told her to beware of writers, artists, musicians and other degenerates...unless...unless...you want to live life on the border where sanity meets insanity...she, like her mother and I, chose “life to the max”...the Mellow Brick Road to Insanity wins every time….

Publication Date: 11-28-2017

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Dedication:
This is dedicated to all those who were drafted and resisted the war effort...as well as those who were drafted and served in Vietnam...and especially in memory of those who answered the call to duty and died....