Her idea not mine, dude. When stationed at Camp Pendleton (SoCal) a black chic from LA picked me up at the El Toro 0' Club. She liked to role (spelled 'roll' if u name is 10) play. Was I racist for submitting to some if not all of her requests? Please somebody, tell me I … Continue reading She demured, “Slave Girl Games K?” →

Staying Next to Friend’s Hospital Bed

Zero Dark-thirty Vigilance

The Brother of OIJ (OIJ is Costa Rica’s equivalent of our FBI) Agent Pays Me a Visit

Before continuing with the narrative, I’d like for you to try to put yourself into my place for a brief moment. Imagine yourself in very rural Costa Rica where you have no relatives, no connections, and no real friends. You’re fluent in Spanish but the locals can and do go into machine gun bursts of … Continue reading The Brother of OIJ (OIJ is Costa Rica’s equivalent of our FBI) Agent Pays Me a Visit →

Like I Said – It Got Brutal

Tantric Metta Awakening

I have been practicing tantric metta awakening (TMA) for decades with almost no awareness of why or what I was actually doing. Recently, suddenly, and due to a series of back-to-back-to-back horrific events it became crystal clear that TMA is the practice of 'stretching' oneself by weaving a loving kindness throughout your sphere of influence. … Continue reading Tantric Metta Awakening →