About 18 years ago...I had mysteriously met another in a mall...he had known me by name and told me he was here to help (I didn't know him). We struck up a friendship, and then he told me he could give me my first taste, guidance into sang feeding. We sat down in a room, with Christian Death playing, he brought out a knife he said he only used for this, cleaned it by fire and alcohol, turniqueted (sp) his arm, and then asked me if I wanted to cut or him. He cut- right in the crook of the inner arm. I was struck by the sight and the smell of him, running down his pale arm, and he offered himself up.
I drank, and then he told me to lie up on the couch and relax...he popped in a Dead Can Dance cd, and just said, "Enjoy"
The whole room expolded with senses- sound seemed more multi-leveled, colors burst forth to match the sounds of the music playing, my body tingled and felt light, smells were everywhere...it was the highest high one could get...and he sat there smiling at me, watching, "Haha, thats just he beginning." I don't know how long this went on for, but it seemed like forever...I cried with happy delight.
From tha point on he and i were bonded..all I had to do was think of him, and BAM, he'd just show up at my door (and he lived more than an hour away). This remained for 3-4 years, then faded, but by then, we had parted ways.
Feedings were never as intense from there on...but I always get antsy, my body heats up, my senses expand, i get heat rash, I feel like I'm on coke (like I could move a truck), and I get THIRSTY!!! (as in drinking water nonstop after)
