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I just had one of the most awesome sex dreams I've ever had. I was at home looking out my window when I noticed what seemed to be a slew of SG's partying naked across the street. From every angle and vantage point all I could see where naked sex crazed SGs. As I left to explore, it became a girls only hotel. I wasn't supposed to be there, so I would get to watch some girls, then I would have to make a run for it as they saw me. I'll spare you the descriptions and configurations of intertwined bodies. Other than twwly, the girls were a mish-mash of what SG's look like, no specific girls. The only super strange position was one girl laying on her back with another laying on her back on top of her, but her head was facing down instead of up, so it was like a weird impossibly inverted sixty-nine. At the end there was this tiny hot asian girl, who ran off with me. curly hair, a song-like giggle and the most awesome chest tattoo I've ever seen, but of course since it was a dream I woke up only with the sense of the tattoo not the actual image. It was a dragon, but it was a part of her.

Other than that....

My nineteen yr. old niece moved in with me. She's not your typical gonna get in trouble teen. She's quiet, reads a lot, polite, and shy. She's also not very confident. I rescued her from her older sister who was taking advantage of her kindness and generosity. I want for her to have a life, an interesting life. She and I are similar in many ways. I wish she had a ton of SG's to learn from. She knows I am on this site. I didn't want to freak her out if she stumbled upon me looking/participating at the site. She was cool with it. I want to express the strength and brilliance of the young ladies, both SG's and female members but It might just look like porn to her, so I'll take my time getting around to that.

I worship at the alter of the feminine. I have a female spirit guide and my ultimate being is a feminine form. That is, I am the masculine seeking a return and re-uniting of the masculine with the feminine. Woman, I praise, worship, and prevert to thee.

Um, yeah ohio was interesting, not at all what I had grown to expect. Glad to be back, though it's been nearly a week.

I tripped over a stool this morning, half-asleep. My shin is skinned and actually swollen. I have a knot where I hit stool. I wear shorts like all the time. I hope it doesn't turn blue.

I encountered some blast-off weed. But then I read an intereview with maynard james Keenan, whom re-iterated something I had decided and discovered long ago about how drugs are like the short cut to spiritual discover, but you don't learn anything of the path to discover, you don't know what to do when you get there. drugs are the map and not the territory. There are techniques, as simple as breathing that can take you to those places, but they take effort and practice and patience. I doubt I'll stop until I run out, but damn if it wasn't like something I was trying to forget to make the excuse of it's okay to smoke and then the truth just slides right in under the radar and hits me. damn life is interesting.