It was passionate sex...

I dream about being on a mountain, with ami. She sees me in the sunset. She photos me and leaves her phone. I'm with my dad. We are in the mountain. It's gonna rain. I want to find ami phone before it get dark. There are spiritual places in the mountain where churches have been built. I walk to one with my dad. There is a church service happening. It's unusual. People are lying down. There are Greek sculptures here. They are mixing traditions. I meet a Zen practitioner. He gives me some instructions about how to meditate. And the posture of the body. How to start with small amounts. Ten minutes, half an hour. One hour, and until you can mediate all day. Simple steps. Learning to be still.

I get ami phone.

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I am in bed with S and R. My desire says be with R so I ask S to leave, but I invited her along because we are traveling to south America and I wanted her with me because I know she loves the music and would like to see the place. Argentina. A sea port. Open to the south west. Like São Paulo. She and me share a similar spirit.

I have sex with a girl and come so much into and onto her body that the semen keeps coming out of her mouth and her body. It was passionate sex. I forced myself upon her and she yielded and enjoyed. 

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I'm with K and a friend

We are talking about horticultural therapy

I'm back at lamas looking for eggs to buy

It has lots of tents there and looks like a festival place. It reminds me that it is now festival time in uk.