I squirm across the floor on my belly to you, this other me
look up to you and thank you for granting me the cosmic privilege to drink from your Capricorn moon - to be thirsty and to drink, both
fertilize my yin
uguide me as I regressed myself as an act of will into my inner core adolescent boy rediscovering my self delight. In one elegant transaction we allowed me to sacrifice your vagina on the tacit understanding that this would allow me to turn toward my homosexuality.
We have never discussed this only telepathically. for me any knowledge of your contact with men would be vicarious homosexuality and I am grateful you closed that curtain to me.
I am deeply grateful for what you have taught me about myself and my cosmic orientation on shri yantra. My paravritti is toward you. I cry out in nakedness at the mere thought of you. Thank you for your profound gifts around my healing Mother. Forgiving Mother. Loving Mother. Gratitude Mother. Life Mother. Death Mother.
It is one of the pleasures of my life to yearn and cry out in the awareness of my need for your love and total embrace of acceptance. I have drank a quart of my semen celebrating your existence. You know this.
you deny me, so just right eja, so directed right at the laser core of my need, that very urgent no
The Pathwork said: Be cautious. Erotocizing not having is difficult to get out of once established as a pattern. Surrendering cunt remains an endless canyon of delight for me. I recognize that as I attain honesty about my homosexuality, drinking semen becomes all that exists. &all all all this time my self cum thirst drama was…well…blatantly homo with me being the only one who did not know myself
as of today I remain a mirror celibate self semen drinker, as you left me. I have gone four years without tasting vagina, eja. every single person in my life knows I drink my cum. Everyone knows I’m allowing myself to openly crave the semen of other men as my cosmic truth.
Thank you for helping me to be here amyeja. Soovery easy to feel myself in your conscience
Soul to soul heat to heart love to love
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