Have you ever wondered where the people like you were?

That no matter how many cities you have traveled to, you could not find that city in which to fit in.
And not finding that cafe where you can comfortably drink your morning coffee?

I have, and I’m convinced that I have no peoples like me, no community or friendships with kindred spirits. And yes, it’s a very lonely life.

Oh, don’t get me wrong.

I have met and befriended wonderful people in my life, and consider myself somewhat blessed.

But none get into sacred sexuality or Tantra, or know Taoism.

So I’m left alone and lonely.

Worse, I refuse to melt into the general culture, because there are enough ‘normal’ people in the world. And that culture is boring. But it’s hard not to have sex with them if you’re a Whore and you look for people through sex.

I used to feel the fear of dying alone, but that fear shrinks the more I think of my path and authenticity.

I’m going to be alone when I die, and I have to accept that as truth.