hey all ... a belated blog with my recent tattoo ... it took almost four hours, loved every minute of it ... one of the best days i've had in a long time ... and, honestly, i've had some pretty good days lately....
now of course i want to stretch it ... at least finish the half sleeve....
spring is gentle and warm here in nyc....
hope it is finding you all well....

hey sg ... happy valentines day ... i love you guys ... i'm really glad i've found this community ... i sign on for the girls of course ... didn't have much sense of the community, but it's great ... it's great to be connected to likeminded people ... the world in general is, to my view, pretty damn repressed ... new york is pretty damn repressed ... and it's possible to get drawn into that rut ... i've been victim of that ... so i'm extremely happy to've found a place that's more progressive ... evolved, if you will ... this is one of the few places i know where people talk openly about sex ... which is a good thing to talk about ... for any variety of reasons....
i suppose all this is consonant with where my life has been going in the past year ... lots of personal transformation ... freedom ... creativity .... self expression ... it's good to have some other people to share it with ... and, actually, the girls here are more unbelievably gorgeous than i could've imagined ... so thanks everybody

here's one for valentines day....

About a dream I had....
The other night, I had this insanely intense dream ... about the first girl i ever kissed ... i was eight years old, she was seven ... we were in the bedroom she shared with her older sister, sitting on the bed, the bottom part of bunk beds ... very cozy ... we talked for awhile, making a connection, and then we started kissing ... i remember it, many years later, extremely vividly, particularly the feelings ... anyway, she moved away a year or so after that ... i never saw her again....
but the dream ... in the dream she was a grown woman, rather lovely ... i was driving a car, it broke down in front of a house, i went into the house and she was there....
it was a wildly emotional dream ... i woke up bawling....
so, of course, after waking up, later in the day, i tried to google her and facebook her ... and i found her ... and, yes, she looks a good deal like the girl in the dream....
it's a couple days now, i'm still kind of off kilter....
what do you think....?

hey guys ... this is the obligatory I AM HORNY post ... ah, it felt good to say it ... the weather is incredibly mild here in nyc ... and the streets are teeming with pretty girls ... absolutely swarming ... maybe it has something to do with the fact that school is starting up again, i live near nyu ... anyway, anywhere i go there are droves of lovely young women walking about ... i guess i shouldn't complain ... but I AM HORNY ... i am making an effort to simply be with my desire ... enjoy it ... but sometimes it's an affliction, painful ... well, it simply leaves me to conjuring up solutions ... i'm sure i'll come up with something....
all things considered life is exceptionally good....
i hope it is for you, too....

this captures the feeling, perhaps....

Hi SG. So, the couple in the apartment next door was going at it all morning ... for hours ... having sex ... fucking .... whatever they were doing it was pretty clear they were enjoying it ... lots of screaming and ecstatic yelps and exclamations and exhortations .... It was good, because I wasn't jealous ... I was turned on .... but mostly I was glad that they were enjoying themselves so much ... it was good to hear .... And it reminded me, emphatically, that right now I'm missing that ... at the present there isn't a woman in my life ... and I miss the human touch .... and everything else sublime and ecstatic..... So, I'm not complaining, just saying ... fourtunately there's a place where we can talk about this stuff .... where else are we going to do it....? So, thanks SG....

So I think in this blog I'm simply going to talk about various things that I dig. For instance, I was in London and I went to Keats' house, and since then I've been on something of a Keats kick. I don't think I understood what a radical persona he was. So:

O Attic shape! fair attitude! with brede
Of marble men and maidens overwrought,
With forest branches and the trodden weed;
Thou, silent form! dost tease us out of thought
As doth eternity: Cold Pastoral!
When old age shall this generation waste,
Thou shalt remain, in midst of other woe
Than ours, a friend to man, to whom thou say'st,
'Beauty is truth, truth beauty,—that is all
Ye know on earth, and all ye need to know.

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