blood brothers, the gangster sage, the warrior and my gallic goddess
I am 27 years old and my longest serving mate has been nothing but loyal, supportive and a constant source of humour since we met 20 years ago. The facts that we were born only a week apart and that we share similar blood heritage (i am british/sicilian, he is british/spanish) are probably integral reasons for the initial friendship appearing and the subsequent longevity. Unfortunately, due to my severe hatred for his fiance, the time we get to spend together is now limited. But no matter how annoyed I can get when i let myself dwell on the seriousness of his choice of partner, those sentiments instantly fade when we meet because all we do is laugh and share a connection that I know many folk can’t perceive let alone engage themselves in with other creatures. Then there is the italian Sage, impossibly wise, ex gangster type from the streets of Naples, who arrived in my life when I was in desperate need of guidance and self-repair. Self repair which he and he alone instigated and encouraged. Even though we met only 6 years ago, his love for me, partly paternal, partly based in respect and warm regard, has never quivered or faltered. Then finally there is another brotherly mate whom I first bumped into at the same time as when I met the sage, 2001. A lad who at times has behaved much like a younger brother, but considering his gargantuan physique and warrior mentality that maybe the wrong way to describe him because he is a gladiator more than a kid brother. With bones made of granite, a strong instinct to protect his own and bravery on tap, many have fallen foul to his justified violent responses to attacks on himself or any of his associates.
All three of them I will listen to, and at least consider, their advice on all matters. There are no barriers to any form of communication and to me- and this i believe to be the mark of a true deep rooted kinship- nothing changes over time, in the connections. I could go a year without seeing them in person knowing full well that the next time we meet there will be no awkwardness, just childish joy to be back in each other’s company. i would always do whatever i could to look after or help them out in any way they needed and I know that any of the trio would go to war for me, if required. There are other people with whom i have stayed friends for a lenghty number of years, but these three are special folk. They always will be magical in my eyes.
There is also my gallic goddess who has been through everything with me for the last 4 years. the glorious sparkling peaks and the rotting faeces ridden slumps. Gradually she has taken on the mantle as my number one partner in hellishly perverse lust, highly charged emotional exchange and restless travels from flat to flat,house to house, and in more recent times, hemisphere to hemisphere (twice!). She deserves her place by my side in all ways, for all days. An angel of sorts.
So despite having an incredibly low success rate for turning strangers into brethren, even more incredible given how much i like to interact with the majority of creatures I meet and the extent of my travels; in regards to the people truly close to me, they are human beings I have been truly blessed(by what or whom I don’t know) to meet and lure into my lair!
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