Let Us Make Mankind in Our Image, in Our Likenessβ
Genesis 1:26
December 1988 Anome Sinned
He stood in front of the window stretching with his firm erection. Until Miranda quickly removed him from the window frame…
Miranda: what…the…fuck..are you doing ? There are children walking outside the farm!!!
Carlos: sorry I didn’t see them…
Miranda: Fuck them anyway, …It doesn’t matter, honey, come here and hold me…
His naked body against Miranda. Firm grip. Carlos was ambitious to raise their future child. But Carlos and Miranda wanted a better place for their child and that should not be here at the Lodge. Certainly not with the horrible noises that were heard underground at night… Were these the spirits of the deceased on the farm? Or souls from long ago? It remained a mystery. There was no one who thought to shine the light when the spirits called. People remained hidden in the blissful darkness…
The only one who knew was Lord Marco, as a laboratory scientist he was the only one who dealt with the mystical arts and sciences. Together with his assistant Timothy, he sat in a tractor, lurking for lost souls from the city. Mostly they were foreigners who did not speak the language…
Lord Marco: look at these motherfuckers
Timothy: fucking disposables..
A screeching sound and the rotating tractor tires unceremoniously knocked over the three refugees. Timothy got out of the tractor and with his shovel he gave the final blow to one that was not yet completely dead. Then the tractor drove into the yard and parked in the garage of the lab. The bodies were carried away and prepared for preparation
The lab was optimally lit for his upcoming experiment. He had taken three bodies from the highways. Stripped naked, shaved and smeared with honey. And if there was a little too much honey, Timothy would lick away the excess honey. The genitals were also cut off from the male and female corpses and placed in strong water, again for their exhibition space at the back of the lab.
A special scene to see the naked corpses lying next to each other. He cut off a limb or part of each corpse and built a new one. Then the newly formed being would be blasted with the sayings from the Bible. Eventually the being would reveal itself as a Cherubim. Lord Marco had great plans to make his own creature from his own hands and given by the force of the light.
A cherubim was a supreme being as described in the Bible. But this was the purest idolatry to simulate creation in this way. Lord Marco knew he was about to do something he wasn’t supposed to do. Not from moral issues and certainly not from the universe. Yet he did it. After all, the farm had its own rules and laws. And Lord Marco sees a guard who should not be human but heavenly and preferably according to his wishes. Lord Marco became God himself.
Outside the laboratory the population gathered pace. The residents gathered their daily crops from the gardens. And the children walked outside with their homemade oil lamps. A series of bright spots passed the lodges. When they arrived at the large lodge, where the reading room and meeting place was located, songs were sung. An immense cross was on display in the reading room.
In the garden, the flowers and plants stood proudly in the dim light of the decorations. This also includes the special tent where Lord Herby maintained the crops. Jose helped with cutting and packing. Lots of orders for special tea for the residents. Carlos of course took a bunch of tea leaves with him and thanked Jose. But before leaving Jose notified him about the special harvest. Carlos took the note serious.
On the way home he also stopped by the reading room in the Grand Lodge and watched the performances and singing of the people on the farm. In the middle of them sat the village idiot, this man was really crazy and had already been sentenced to nudity and isolation several times. He was also required to attend the exhibition in the museum behind the lab. This made him even crazier. Loco Mario was well known on the farm, but no one preferred to talk to him. He told secrets and things that the residents were not allowed to know. And then he spoke to Carlos..
Loco Mario: I discovered something!
Carlos: what then?
Loco Mario: they can’t stand it, sprinkle them when they wake up at night and the light will conquer.
Carlos: what?!
Loco Mario pushed a jerry can into Carlos’s hands. A jerry can filled with liquid, milky. When he left, Loco Mario pulled him closer and then said;
Loco Mario: I tasted it and drank it and they no longer come to my underground hahahaha
Carlos was amazed and went back to his lodge where his wife was knitting and enjoying the lights outside and especially the singing children with their oil lamps.
Miranda: What did you get?!
Carlos: I don’t know, but they’re leaving with this, said Loco Mario
Miranda: really??
Carlos: I don’t know, but we can try
When night fell and the farm slept, the sounds reappeared. This time many times worse than before. As if they knew that there was something that would give reason to their cries…Carlos took a jerry can, took off the cap and sprinkled the milky substance between the cracks in his floor…as if a fire was being put out, what was under there? ? two beams of light shot out and then flew away. And the sound disappeared…
Miranda: oh my god, this isn’t just any milk, this is sheep’s milk!
Carlos: they can’t stand it!
Miranda: shhh. Not so loud keep it quiet
Together they crawled back onto their straw bed and drifted away in silence into the night hours… The next morning the farm was shocked by a large pyre on which two people were burning, …alive. Carlos couldn’t recognize them, but the moaning and screaming matched exactly the ghosts of last night. He didn’t think much about it. The residents went over and stood in a circle singing songs. Some were cheering and celebrating the burning of the screaming bodies
When the bodies were smoldering, everyone went back to their daily activities. The farm was still lighted and the meeting had just taken place in the Grand Lodge.
There were rows of tables with delicious food and drinks. Vegetables, fruit, fish and cows and pork. Spaggethi, rice, potatoes Jerrycans with water and fruit juices. Homemade cookies and cakes. . And the gardeners told the population that a new year was coming and that brought with it the necessary festivities.
Further back in the Lab, the creature was being assembled. A homemade creation from loose human parts. An intact head without eyes was finally placed on the composite body parts. Dressed in their cloaks, Lord Marco and his associates cast a number of spells. It was necesarry to make sure that a certain beam of light would enter the creature’s body. The water from the big saucepan was boiling. Jose threw his hands in heaven. A beam of electricity and clouds of smoke flew through the lab. So much energy was released that the entire yard on the farm suffered.
The lights went out in the Grand Lodge, the sprinklers on the fruit and vegetable plants stopped. Lord Herby came running outside. Loco Mario was dancing crazy when he stood in front of the lab and saw the light escape. Inside the laboratory, the creation came to life…beams of light shot from its empty eye sockets and a montrous sound emerged from the mouth of the creature.With bloodshot eyes it looked at Lord Marco. The head gardener felt an immense connection with the creature, His own made creationβ¦He was proud.
The next morning there was no meeting in the briefing room. Those who had overslept or would arrive just too late were lucky. But daily life did go on as usualβ¦. Behind the large gardens with the flora and fauna was a large park with a small lake. It was a demarcated area with barbed wire and high fences. A breeding ground for mainly the children of the farm. A little girl with huge bunches of curls stood out to you amidst the normally playing children. The curly-haired girl played a little differently than the other children. Dolly was a child who did not age. at least that is how she was perceived on the farm. Nobody liked to play with Dolly. In fact, Dolly was sometimes very aggressive and had once bitten off the nose of another girl when she was thrown into the water. Since then, no one dared to fool around with Dolly. She had only one friend and that was Gaby. That’s because Gaby also had curlsβ¦
Dolly: they don’t even dare to look at me
Gaby: better …, fuck them
Dolly: hey I saw yesterday that the boss of the farm was busy hey in his little kitchenβ¦.
Gaby: no kitchen , laboratory
Dolly: but he uses pots and pans
Gaby: yes he does and also a lot of magic
Dolly: he can do magic, that’s why everyone is affraid of him.
Gaby: I heard he plays with lights, he’s good at that.
Dolly: yes he is, he can blow light into someone
Gaby: but he can also blow it out
Dolly: if only he could do something about the noises under our house.
Gaby: they say those are the ghosts of his experiments
Dolly: ghosts of the dead people?
Gaby: yes light remnantsβ¦.
.Dolly slumped down and laid her head on Gaby’s lap, who stroked her through her full head of hair. She gave her a kiss on her mouth. The ladies were thinking about something they wanted to do. A brilliant plan was forged in their little heads. Gaby whispered her plan into Dolly’s ear
Dolly: breaking and entering?
Gaby: yes , when they are at the briefing then no one is in the laboratory
Dolly: I went once ..secretly and saw the exhibit in the museum
Gaby: awesome, all pieces of bodies in jars and bottles
Dolly: yeah so fucking cool
Gaby: shall we go tomorrow then?
Dolly: yes that’s good, we will!
Meanwhile, Lord Marco was busy in the laboratory again. The creature that consisted of various human parts and smelled like honey was connected to a light system that provided powerβ¦.
Timothy: lord, your creature looks immensely diverse
Lord Marco: my creation is neither male nor female. therefore it can give birth to anyone.
Timothy: Then we can test it immediately with our deliquent we caught in the lab in the morning.
Lord Marco: What do you mean�
Timothy: Loco Mario was in our lab for at least an urr he has since confessed in the punishment room
Lord Marco: verhip! then he knows our secrets!
Timothy: he needs to be punished!
Lord Marco: bring him here!
While Loco Mario underwent his punishment, life continued stoically on the farm. At Carlos and Miranda’s lodge were cans of paint. The lettering of the nameplate got a new lick of paintβ¦Miranda was not very happy with both the color of the nameplate and the name of their lodgeβ¦But they had to make do with that
Miranda: watch out the letters are a little loose
Carlos: yes I know, but it is still attached.
Miranda: I am going to prepare dinner inside
Carlos: See you later!
Endive stew with delicious kale and bacon. Meanwhile they kept looking at the floorβ¦but the sounds stayed away.
Miranda: If we tell the others we can escape.
Carlos: Yes, but who can you trust here! We prefer to keep it to ourselves.
Miranda: How many people know about the milk here on the farm?
Carlos: Just us and Loco Mario.
Miranda: if he doesn’t tell on us, we’re fucked!
Carlos: he is crazy, nobody believes him
Meanwhile, evening arrived and Dolly and Gaby had finished playing in the park and were walking along the paths to their parents’ houses. They lived next door to each other so they could always run into each other. Gaby was startled and then pointed to the cornfield they were walking past. A new scarecrow. This one was still very fresh because you could smell it. Both girls wanted to take a closer look at it. The eyes of the scarecrow had been put out by the crows and boed was streaming out of the eye sockets. And he was naked and smelled of honey.
Dolly: What a big penis this scarecrow has.
Gaby: wow then he could enjoy sex quite a bit
Dolly: haha but not like us
Gaby:our sex is much better
Suddenly the scarecrow made a sound. He was still alive!
Dolly: what is he saying!
Gaby: he’s talking about milk or something, milk is the weapon
Dolly: milk? weapon? what is he talking about?
Gaby: let’s put him out of his misery
Dolly took a pocket knife out of dr pocket and without pardon cut off the scarecrow’s penis and then she stabbed the food scarecrow several times in his pubic area, The scarecrow bled out and blew his last breath. The reflection of his death was seen in the pupils of the curly-haired girls who became completely euphoricβ¦.
Gaby: yaaa die!!! stab even more!
Dolly made a hissing sound as she continued to molest the corpse, further away Carlos and Miranda looked out the window and were startled. But didn’t interfere. Loco Mario’s naked corpse in the cornfield was now stained red by the blood that had steamed out. Miranda let out a cry but held her hand in front of her mouth so as not to make a sound.
Carlos: shtt, don’t say anything , he was crazy anyway
Miranda: but why like this then?! So freaking evil!
Carlos: it’s no other wayand this way we have assurance that we can forge our plans for the escape
Miranda: for that we have to plan this really well Carlos, we can’t do it alone!
Carlos: I know honey, but again we can’t trust anyone here! you know that right!
Miranda: still there has to be a solution right?
Carlos: there will be, believe me, we will find the right one to work togetherβ¦I promise you that!
Exciting moments were ready to take place. Carlos and Miranda intended to leave the farm. But at the same time wanted to save the rest of the residents. With just the two of them, it would be difficult for them to escape. Especially with the regime of Lord Marco and the gardeners, this was going to be difficult. Then Carlos suddenly had an idea. Miranda could tell by the twinkle in his eye. But then that would be a risk. Miranda gave in and dared. Not only for her own sake, but also for the sake of the other residents and especially because she is pregnant and wants to give her child a better home. She had no other choice then doing an evil act. Carlos talked her to sleep and promised she would be fine. Miranda trusted and her mind calculated the plan they would perform the next dayβ¦.
Home is not just a certain place but a feeling That is valid for everyone and that’s what i am reveiling whether you live in a penthouse or in the jungle your own place becomes your own habitat to bungle At home you can be yourself, naked, barefoot, or in pyama’s on your couch watching tv shows about comedy or drama there are your own rules and laws, everything is yours strange you are not, diferent breaks the norms
You can mold it according to your wishes and forms waking up delightful, sleeping in your own cozy dorm drifting of in your personal space dome dreaming, flying, travelling a journey to yourself alone No worries, no boundaries,…. your own rules master of your own habitat and among stars and moons for one its a place, for another a fort but i rather fancy myself in a hut where i am Lord
Becoming adorable and dressing up in front of a mirror in your most flamboyant styles, transforming into hipster at home you can fantasize and freely create turning yourself inside out to be queer and not to hate I can be there without any person or with many and always feeling welcome in my own sanity whether you consist of testosterone or hormones gay, trans, queer all must feel comfy at their homes
Joy starts from your own house, you radiate that a smile for another it can be pleasant as that home is a safe surrounding to be eating, sleeping, living and simply to feel free Hosting parties, barbeque’s or familly affairs harmonious memories and moments to share opening portals from top to bottom for people from Mc Donald’s or Nasa ow yeah, absolutely…mi casa e su casa
Man has written guidelines for the society but at home you can adjust to your own personality in respect and in accordance with someone’s sexuality believe me, you will attract various nationalities Not everyone has got a place like home refugees, seekers or those who roam a given thing for those living in spheres of intimacy in stark contrast for the homeless in pain and misery
Everybody has the right to housing and privacy maison,heimat or home are more then words you see experience it from any possible view gives things to think about to rescue Just share the feeling of comfort and coziness be the best homemaker and spread your happiness make your homeplace a true faculty take good care of it and block catastrophy
What really gives matter to your own place? think about it and tell your thoughts in full grace it becomes tangible, your vibe approachable people will feel at ease in your home fully understandable Be the person with empathy feel conscious and gain sympathy just let the spirit flow from the source be a heaven on earth and manifest your adoration for home like a second birth
Normally I get sick in these winter months. But not this time… The movement in my bodyflow from last summer was still there. I chose the local restaurant to work. But didn’t really like it much. The work itself was okay but doing catering in winter is not that lucrative. Wanted to do it purely temporarily, but that wasn’t in line with what the manager had in mind. And a strangling contract I wasn’t waiting for that. Flexibility in my schedule is intensely important to me. Especially now that I’m starting to get more of a feel for the film business….By the way, it was a pretty chill job otherwise. It was a nice thing to be part of the Chinese culture. Fantastic colleagues.But I found that too much emphasis was placed on certain aspects from managment. Things I just already knew and didn’t find challenging to do.Besides, I missed the sun. Daylight. I felt more like a vampire at this time and preferred to sleep out all winter…until spring would come again…I decided to spend a few nights at Eleanor’s villa on the beach….
Eleanor: In winter you shouldn’t work. You should go on vacation. Look for warm places. Otherwise you stop every time. You’re not a dark times person anymore, you follow the light….
Me: I understand you completely, but yes I want to keep busy
Eleanor: you have to do that then in the light.
Just watch…
She took me to her Jacuzzi. The technician who helped her had installed lights here and totally lit up the bathroom..there was a dial that made the lights flash just like a Christmas light. And completely A.I. controlled by her voice. On command it turned sky blue. I slid into the swirling mass of foaming water. Pleasantly warm. Very pleasant and rested my head and looked at the ceiling which was painted with luminous stars. That wasn’t there last time.
Eleanor joined me. Her light brown complexion from the summer sun had given way to a white pallor. She placed her pale feet on the edge of the jacuzzi, folded over each other. She asked for two glasses of Beaujolais. Who was she talking to I wondered? From a hatch on the wall appeared a wooden bottle holder with a bottle of BeaujolaisΒ
Me: wow, it just listens to your voice!
Eleanor: It’s robot controlled only it doesn’t quite work yet, the glasses didn’t come with it so we drink from the bottle then.
She moved the bottle up and down and screwed off the cap. “Taste it,” she said. It tasted exquisite. Good year. The sugars had converted well. The tanine hit you right away. After a while we were quite tipsy and sang Christmas songs. Eleanor really knew a lot of them. Logical she was a lot older than me so she had quite a lot of life experience and a bit more music knowledge. The warmth of the water in the Jacuzzi kept us drunk. Super nice feeling.Β Then she took the floor and then said “, blend colors”. A light-fest of colors appeared throughout the bathroom. Gosh the mechanic had really done his best by the looks of it. The colors adjusted to the time of night. It looked like we were in the sea with sky blue sky. The artificial sound of a steamboat and flying holograms of seagulls made the whole thing ultra realistic.
The wine, of course, provided a bit more depth. The sensation feeling was fine tuned.Β
We continued to float blissfully in her Jacuzzi. We secretly touched each other….under water.Β
Nice to be with Eleanor again. I told her I would return to the beach in the spring. She would eagerly wait for me… even if it took foreverΒ
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Present Times Eden Mansion
Tomboy: how are the film assignments going?
Me: almost a year of acting/acting and super happy with it
Tomboy: only a year and so many productions already?Β This can trigger jealousy you know that
Me: I do not care about that
Tomboy: Well, you should.
Me: what for?
Tomboy: diva behavior? Star allures?
Me: who me?
Tomboy: just kidding, because you have an art background your expressiveness will always be misinterpreted by jealous people, remember that Danny. Your expressiveness is spot on by the way. What others think of it you should disregard. Your path is not someone else’s path.
Me: I don’t actually care what anyone thinks . As a cosmic pantheist, I’m immune to that.
Tomboy: explain..
Me: You have permission to adore me Satire isn’t for everyone either….
Tomboy: so now that you’ve also taken acting classes you’re continuing in the business?
Me: yes indeed! I notice it on certain productions where directors are already seeing that while I’m just an extra. And I think they realize that I want to go further than just acting.
Tomboy: facial expressions, body language, then text roles, I notice that you are trained in them.
Me: this is because I used to model for visual arts and sometimes still do. The threshold I had to set then can be an advantage in other forms of art, like acting.
Tomboy: You are not only movie special, also writer, painter, model for arts , and almost full-fledged actor.
Me: …and also performance art and doing theater stage plays occasionally
Doesn’t mean so much yo. Its just my expression of art. People do ask about it sometimes very ostentatiously I notice.Β
Tomboy: don’t tell anything, show your performance on stage, films and series.Β And fuck what they thinking of..
Me: Hell Yeah!
Tomboy: You will meet good people in this profession who really stimulate you to unprecedented heights, and also people who look at you with disgust. You have to understand that.
Me: someone with a conservative primitive mindset always has troubles with my expressive abilities. Whether as an extra or as a model or as an actor. A normal person who is on the same wavelength as me understands me completely. So I’m used to that by now. Besides, it’s immediately noticeable when someone like that is suddenly present on a film set who doesn’t really belong….
Tomboy: follow auditions and follow your own path and throw your greatest strength into battle
Me: and that is?
Tomboy: You can get along with e-v-e-r-y-o-n-e and everybody. And you have a modern mindset. People with a primitive mindset can’t stand that.
Me: seriously I really don’t concern myself with that, I’m not responsible for anyone’s opinion. I respect your opinion but your opinion is not my opinion….
Tomboy: opinions are disposable…
Me: anyway… i’m really looking forward to the new productions and assignments
Tomboy: you are on the verge of a time where you are going to get quite a lot of assignments and not the least also since you already have acting experience. Besides, an acting education is not even necessary because you can already act.
Me: I hear that more often than not. Still, I want to gain additional experience…thanks in part to the film people I work with, this will come. I am sincerely grateful to them for that. It gives a huge boost. Most extras you build something with as well. Nice people who motivate you and vice versa.
Tomboy: The strides you are making are going fast and hard, too bad if someone can’t keep up….
Can I be a little fan of you?
Me: I’d rather you be a fan of my qualities instead of me then. π
That’s how I see it with my cinematography heroes. Their celebrity status doesn’t interest me. It’s the acting qualities what I adore. The way someone puts a certain spin on a character or gives a performance. I can enjoy that immensely.
Tomboy: Suppose I also want to act in film, which casting agency should I go to in The Netherlands ? What are the best ones according to your expierences?
Me: All have their qualities you know, but the best experiences until now are Casting4 and Dynamic Casting in particular and B&F also in a way. Those three have meant the most to me so far. Getting to asked for the best films and series. Everything goes well through this casting agencies. Beyond perfection.Β Got many roles from them. And very professional. From briefing to catering to payment. These are really the three best so far. Respect!!!
Tomboy: do you ever do roles without a casting agency?
Me: yes, but it’s important to coordinate well regarding payments etc. Because that can sometimes go wrong.
Tomboy: So that means a delay in payment, you mean?
Me: Yes, and that doesn’t really give you an impuls to go back to an individual casting. I think you understand that too, don’t you? I’d rather have cash on the set from now on with individuals.Β
Tomboy: maybe you’ll get interest π
Me: whatever Tomboy (…. sigh…)
November 2023 ScheveningenΒ
Deepak and I were deeply impressed by Chandramukhi’s dancing skills. Like a wild goose, she shook her hips to the Bollywood classics from her own curated compilation. We clapped our hands together. What moves!Β
Deepak: Check out this girl!
Me: Whoa!
Chandramukhi was having a blast. She was a bit over the moon because she had also met Rosamund. And it was an instant hit. But for kundalini yoga, she had to wait a little longer. After all, Chandramukhi was “poisoned” by love and couldn’t clear her mind enough, because she was in love with Rosamund Deepak did understand it takes a certain conscious level to do this. “Your thoughts and head must be completely empty,” I added. “Totally agree , said Deepak” Everything I said Deepak also agreed by the way.
Chandramukhi: tss are you in love with Danny or something Deepak?
Deepak: maybe ..a little bit
Did he mean this ironically or did he mean it? I didn’t think anything bad about it. I think he wanted to do me. Honestly? He was the right age. Young curious and cute face. Big hands but very hairy. Ughh turnoff!!! I don’t like hairy. It has to be smooth.
Yet he had something feminine. Totally not macho tight cheekbones, eyes deep in the sockets. And full lips. Hmmm to kiss right away. Chandramukhi saw the way I looked at him. She recognized that look from thousands. The look that spoke volumes. The sociopathic staring look. That typical in me when I look at someone and like them. Bizarre, how do women always recognize this in me anyway?
Chandramukhi: Watch out Deepak, Danny is just undressing you with his eyes
Deepak: so what…why do you bother?Β
Chandramukhi understood and left us alone. She was sweaty and tired from dancing and went to freshen up. “Get him in the mouth” she whispered in my ear. “Shhht, go away Chan,” I snapped at her. “Do you like beer?” asked Deepak to me with his sweet baby face. “Yes of course!” Deepak smelled like coconut oil. Sat in his beautiful hair. When we opened the bottles he looked at me.
Deepak: I want to tell you something….
Me: yes tell me
Deepak: I want you…
When someone says this to me I don’t know what to say because I perceive this as a compliment. I then said:
Me : I want you too
Deepak: right now?
Me: right here..
From the bathroom, Chandramukhi shouted to put a sheet on her couch. She exaggerated. We just wanted to kiss for a while. But actually a little more. I spontaneously got an erection. Because of the vibe but also because Chandramukhi as it were guided us in what was to come soon….
That was immensely horny. Deepak’s eyes sank even deeper and he opened his mouth. He put his head down. And just then the doorbell rang
Me: fuck!
It scared the shit out of us. No worries. Chandramukhi had ordered roti again. The Hindu delivery man looked at us as if he saw a bunch of ghosts. Quickly he made his way out and Chandramukhi closed the door. She looked at both of us and put the food on the table.
Chandramukhi : for later ..first you two play….
Me : what the fuck?
Deepak : wow?
Forcibly Deepak had to play with my erection. And that while Chandramukhi was watching. This was incredibly powerful. Just think about it: I don’t even like Hindus. But now for a moment I did. Deepak had that typical slut look when he got close to my erection. He played and massaged me. Chandramukhi pretended she was busy setting the table. But secretly enjoyed it too. So was I. I undid his pants. Nice looking penis. Fantastic exactly like me. The surprise effect would soon come about. And incredibly his phallus was erect huge. A solid massive tower. It was a little fidgeting together under the watchful eye of Chandramukhi. She wanted me to take a shower with him. And then she wanted to watch. Totally fine. We gave her what she wanted. She enjoyed it. So did we. Really a nice guy was Deepak.Β
The three of us then philosophized about life and issues that concerned us.
Chandramukhi: we are in the Kaliyug
Deepak: end of times….
Me: all’s well that ends well
The kali yug freely translated is the age of Kali. The destructive part in the time era. The manifestation of total destruction. Kali was the dark destructive force of goddess Parvati. The companion of Shiva. That said enough…According to legend, she was called by the people to kill the local demon. But she could not do that in her normal form as Parvati, she then became Kali. The goddess of death and destruction. In that form she killed the demon but she continued in her urge to kill. She left a trail of destruction. One area after another was massacred and destroyed. There was no stopping her. And really nothing could stop her. No demon no god , nothing.
Kali was unstoppable. So badly broken in her urge to kill that only Shiva could stop her. Yet Shiva thought of something. He knew better than anyone how to calm his wife down.Β
He smeared himself with the burned ashes of the victims Kali had left behind. And lay down dead among the corpses. When Kali stepped on him she was shocked. For this was her husband! This was enough for her. She could no longer do so much harm. She then assumed her original form again and became the sweet Parvati again.Β From the dark demonic spirit to the light godly entity
Her energy merged with that of Shiva. The Shakti which ruled then had come into balance. The sweet part was for Parvati. The destructive part remained with Shiva.
We listen in swoon to the free translation Chandramukhi told us. The symbolism behind it is the total overpowering of life. And its acceptance in the end.Β
Deepak: tantra…
I nodded along as well. It was actually much deeper but this was broadly what it was about.Β
Me: Chandamukhi, can you tell us about the KamaSutra?
September 2023 Eden Mansion
Rosamund had now rolled up her yoga mat and I assigned her room. She would only be staying with us for a few days.Β
She was not very surprised to see the naked people walking in the building. She did, however, sneak a peek . She was used to it. But didn’t really expect it so to speak.
Me: do you feel uncomfortable ?
Rosamund: no worries getting used to it but is fine
Me: I noticed she was upset about something.
I figured it out she didn’t have a companion. She had always stayed alone. She did have a salamander in England but you couldn’t go to dinner with that. I told her I did know someone. That, of course, was Chandramukhi. They could become friends.I would like to see them together..
She jumped up from her bed and I showed her a picture. She immediately fell in love. “Shall I bring you together? “I asked her. Rosamund agreed. In appreciation, she gave me a lecture on awareness through yoga. It didn’t even matter which form of yoga you did. The unification with your body and the serenity you experience is already unprecedented. Meanwhile, she was making her bed. And asked if she could place candles and incense in the room. “No problem at all” I told her. What I wondered was why she was called Rosamund when she was half-blood.
Me : don’t you have a Hindu name like most Hindus do
Rosamund : you may also call me RoshniΒ
I looked at her and gave her a smile. Roshni means : the one who brings the light. Indeed that name does suit her. As I walked down the aisle of Eden Mansion I messagedΒ Chandramukhi. She was into it. Having a half-breed is always nice she knew from experience. In between I got an email I saw from Phoebe. I had not seen her for a long time. It would be time…soon.
September 2023 Scheveningen
Disco was the theme this time for the beach club’s final party. The preparations were in full swing, but not yet because in the meantime the bell was ringing at the hatch…not once, twice but 10 at a time. It was an emergency!
Chef : Kom op dan! Lopuhh!
Bartender: zo doe es ff rustig yo, we komen eraan!!!
From all corners employees appeared at the hatch. Both of the handymen, the two bartenders, even the gentleman from the sink was off his mark. And I too took a sprint and rushed to the hatch…arriving there, there was only 1 plate of fries with croquettes….
Handy1: Jesus wat een drama
Handy2 : huh, waar is de rest?
Chef: ja he he, die zijn natuurlijk al weggebracht troetelmuts, breng je deze ook ff weg lieverd, als-je-blieft?!
At the same time the sous chef asked where his coffee was. For the third time by the way. I became para and turned to the bartender and shouted:
“two coffees please!!! now!!!!”
And promptly two coffees were ready….
Sous chef: who is the bestπ
The sous chef struck a pose and did a Namaste greeting. Every time amazing how he did this. Peace had returned and it was a quiet moment for a moment. I grabbed my cloth and took a couple of trays. And then refilled the napkins. The sauces were still fairly full. And the patio was pretty much neat as well. The manager came up to me and I was allowed to go home. My shift was over. As usual, I then took a seat at the bar and enjoyed my glass of bon vivant. The tastiest beer there is. I asked the bartender what was planned for the final party. Only thing she could say was that pretty much everyone would be coming. That’s all I could get out of her. Meanwhile, there was an upbeat music fest going on in the kitchen. I took one look and got sucked into the vibe. Incredibly pleasant moments. Moments that will soon be gone. At least for this season….
September 2023 Eden Mansion
The new yoga teacher had arrived. A half-breed. Half British half Indian. Rosamund was her name. An extraordinary lady. And with quite a lot of knowledge. She had lived for years in India among the yogis and had mastered the basic principles of yoga. I was completely in a trance when she told me about Kundalini yoga. That is the most dangerous form of yoga. True, you need the first three chakras to activate it. But the power development after that takes place…out there. i asked her what happens when you activate all the chakras. Body expansion, clairvoyance, seeing with your extrasensory senses. Being able to feel sound. Being able to see energy. Experiencing light as photons. The true nature of the cosmos as it really is. The Adiyoga the connection with Shiva. The true manifestation of power.
An unprecedented form of yoga by the way that cannot be done without some guidance. A guru is necessary here. So Rosamund was the guru to tell us about this. She was curious to know who wanted to join in. Everyone had left the room…except me
We started with a mantra and as if by some miracle I begin to feel it. Wow this was totally different kind of yoga. The combination of the mantra with the configuration of your body poses brought the chakras into a position that made them open more easily. And then suddenly something from down came up through my intestines and flew through my body above my head, i couldnt describe this energy boost. It was far beyond my comprehension..
October 2023 Scheveningen
It was quite windy at the Pier of Scheveningen. Bella and me were walking and looking at the scenery of the end of this season. he force of the autumn wind almost blew her from the Pier. She held me tightly as we ate an ice cream….
Bella: do you like working in the bakery?
Danny: mwuaa, not really don’t think I stay there long. Ill keep it temporary
Bella: how about that then?
Danny: boring. And the cash register is too complicated. Everything is mixed up. It takes time to get through that. I don’t get that much time from the bakery. So just staying here for a while
Bella: doing really early morning shifts in the fall, I’m not looking forward to that myself.
Danny: not only that. I miss the thrill of beach life. The guests at a bakery are different from, say, the beach club where I worked. Customers at a bakery are mainly elderly not that i am against old people but the vibe then becomes rather corny. It is a different vibe
Bella: But you do lock up well, right?
I’ll do that anyway I told her, I think I’ll break the contract and then hand in my clothes and head for my next adventure…Maybe back to Scheveningen….
September 2023 Scheveningen
It was a crazy disco party organized by the beach club. For now, the staff was put in the spotlight. Full house and almost all staff were present. I had an outfit that was disco chiq. Neat jacket but still fancy. Nice creations passed by. Glitter, wigs, suits. The 70’s style. The club was also well designed according to the theme. There was a place reserved for the DJ who would arrive later. And on the terrace a place with delicious food and drinks. You could go to the bar yourself for beer and wine. And there was a photo booth. A collegue and me immediately took a photo together. One of my favorite collegue to work with by the way. All in fact. Also other collegues tried out the photobooth
Various props were there so that we could have our picture taken together. It was fantastic. It’s special to be the guest yourself for once. A nice briefing followed from the best handyman of the club, followed by the assistant. A quiz with fun questions. And then I found out that the boss is younger than the mistress and has gone to art school. What a hero! Hence the click. A group photo with all of us. And then the party started. We did naughty things on the beach and then again had a rap battle. The DJ was now in a higher mood and played fun disco classics alternated with contemporary beats. In between we went rowing, played beer pong, drank more and danced. With everyone. What a love.
The chef and sous chef wanted to take a picture with me in the photo booth. I got a kiss from both of them when the photo was shot.Sandwiched by kisses from these two loco people haha. Beautiful nice people that I will never forget. Then dance again. And drinking again and partying on the beats of the DJ Everyone participated. The boss, the boss” wife, the kitchen staff, the terrace employees, the runners. The chef took me aside and then said:
“making memories”
That…was so true
The best time of my life. The beginning of a new era had begun here for me. All credits to this fantastic beach club at the harbor next to the surf club. Grown enormously in all aspects. Received so much direction and a baggage full of immense possibilities. Thank you dear people for this wonderful time at this beach club it was amazing!
Forever grateful β€οΈ
September 2023 Eden Mansion
Rosamund reassured me as I activated my chakras. I felt an enormous serene calmness that I could transfer. The real energy is not in matter, Rosamund said. This energy comes from the dark matter. The real power. This was the craziest form of yoga. This was not what I got in regular yoga classes. This was different.
This is a well-known phenomenon in Vedic science. So it is quite normal for yogis who practice this. But a Westerner can experience this shockingly. The deepest of the deepest. Our senses have limits in the material world. As a result, we only see a fraction of the light spectrum. But not during this form of yoga…
You see everything. And that is really true. However, the most dangerous part is returning to the material body. So that process received support from Rosamund. She was great at this. It is bizarre to feel how you come back to earth. I tripped over my yoga mat and fell forward. Rosamund said it’s quite normal because I’m returning back into my psycical body from my astral body. I realized that i truely wen out of my physical boundaries of matter. I thanked her for this experience.
For the first time I experienced what it was like to pass through dimensions without any substance. It was like being stoned or drunk. But without weed and alcohol. This was purely natural. That’s how it could be done, I thought. Kundalini yoga is also a topic that many scientists are concerned with. It really happens and these vedic principles of this form of yoga was widely practiced by people from all walks of life. The tea I got afterwards felt like I was drinking tea for the first time. My esophagus had to get used to this again. I was curious about Rosamund and asked if she had a boyfriend. She did have a relationship, but with a woman. She had never had a relationship with a man before. It didn’t really bother me that much either. Non relevant. She asked if I was in a relationship. Well… occasionally, but not binding. There are so many fruits on the tree, she said with a smile, so somehow she could understand it. I not only like the fruits, I said, but also the leaves, the branches and sometimes pieces of the bark, and sometimes also the root of the tree. Aha, she said, you are pansexual.
The first person I didn’t tell myself about my sexuality…but came up with it myself…and it was completely fine. I looked deep into her eyes. Spiritual scientific vedic. Rosamund was a special girl…
November 2023 Scheveningen
Brrr, it was fucking cold. Winter had arrived early and it showed. The whole vibe I normally had in mind was completely smashed on the harbour. After helping my customers with a herring sandwich, tasty pastry and, above all, lots of fries, I walked to the tram. A familiar face. Chandramukhi! What is she doing here?
Chandramukhi: I was curious how you were doing, you’re so hard to reach man, gosh!
Me: oh yes that is to save data for my phone. Airplane mode means your battery won’t drain as quickly
Chandramukhi: I understood that you had done Kundalini Yoga, how was it?
Me: eye-opener
Chandramukhi: Shiva’s yoga is the most dangerous form you can do.
Me: no worries, I received the right coaching.
Chandramukhi: Would you like to watch Bollywood movies with me?
Me: of course
I went to her house and first ate a roti with potato/long beans and vegan snacks. Chandramukhi put on a movie and one song after another was sung.In Bollywood films it is common that it is not the actor or actress themselves who sing a song when there is a dance scene….
Chandramukhi: Did you know that Bollywood movies has an greater audience then Hollywood movies?
Me: i know that. But Hollywood productions cost more and earn more π
Chandramukhi: And did you know that Asha Bhosle has sung the most songs ever?
Me: Not Kishore Kumar?
Chandramukhi: no, he was the most popular. The all-rounder. Every actor wanted him as a playback singer.
Me: No wonder he still has won the most filmfare awards as best singer to date
Chandramukhi: In fact, he was nominated in the best playback singer category with only his songs.
Me: That’s right, I know, it wasn’t even a question that he was going to win. But with which number
Chandramukhi: he was super eccentric and quite a weirdo
Me: He was quite crazy but a genius.
Chandramukhi: he was the best, he was also converted to all possible religions and then not again. in fact, he was actually an atheist. But he loved Christian movies.
Me: there was something mystical about him
Chandramukhi: special person. I recently met someone from Hindi classes and I would like to introduce you to him. He is very interested in you
Me: oh really? A Sugar Daddy?
Chandramukhi: Call it a Sugar cousin
A little later after Chandramukhi had texted Sugar’s nephew, the doorbell rang. A light-skinned young man stood in the doorway. At least not really a boy. I think it’s non-binary. Because there was something feminine about him. It did appeal to me. A little younger than me. Still pristine and innocent. Chandramukhi matched me well and introduced me to him
Me: hi nice to meet you…Deepak
Present Times Eden Mansion
Tomboy: so if I understand correctly, you will be going abroad soon.
Me: yes, first work on the beach for a few months and then work and live there. Not alone, of course, but with like-minded folks, and I can also do my hobbies over there
Tomboy: that’s really great, because then you also have international experience, with your film assignments and art as well.
Me: for that reason and in between you can take leave and then I will be back in the Netherlands for a few days for the premiere of films or for family, but mainly I will first take a holiday here and there and not go all out here.
Tomboy: that’s good, you shouldn’t work in the winter anyway, but just take a holiday and actually also in between, you’ve worked too much lately and you can now take some rest. Work an average of 2 to 3 days. Because otherwise you will get overload. And focus on film and art assignments, that is your destination and your talent will be better reflected there. And take holidays once in a while.
Me: I enjoy working in the catering industry, but to be honest. Soon enough i will be endorsed into the film industry. But this combo is not bad at all for the moment
Tomboy: I notice you’re being offered more roles. So I have every reason to be a fan of yours.
Tomboy knew exactly what my destiny is and where I will continue it. And with this range of options, I have almost infinite options to do.
sceamed Sheeba hysterically from out the showers βthe curfew has been implemented!’ “What…. the…. fuck!!! ”How can we go out now into the nights”, she complained. Sheeba was not very amused about the regulations. The Corona outbreak has seized the world. A virus is floating around that is life-threatening to human society. And there is nothing else the media is talking about. Amidst the tumult and overload of information, it is no longer possible to distinguish between what is still real news or fake news. It is becoming a trend what makes ordinary people think. Because as with anything, you will always have both supporters and opponents of the news we are presented with in the media. And certainly during a time of this lockdown, people have started to live more in anxiety. And where there is fear there is suspicion. People are no longer so quick to trust and believe things. This is what the world is facing.
A splintering of communities and groups.Extreme measures are being taken. Governments from all over the world are flinging rules and impositions. Not everyone can cope with this as it restricts people’s daily freedoms. Special regulations come from how to handle hygiene like washing hands and sneezing into your elbow. Staying home will become a standard thing. Stay Home Stay Safe became a trendy slogan. Only essential shops like supermarkets and pharmacies may stay open. But limited to certain times. Disco’s and bars are closed. Party celebrations are not allowed. People are advised to keep their distance from each other and this is enforced and adhered to, wearing face masks in public transport and actually in all public environments is mandatory. Curfews are becoming a well-known phenomenon that formerly free people suddenly have to deal with. Getting vaccinated against the virus is recommended. These and more rules can be intense for some people.
But not everyone was affected. Most were enjoying themselves. It was actually quite fine like this. Few people on the streets, this made it easier to hear the birds and hear the crickets on the sides of roads. Nature was revived. It seemed like the wildlife was very happy. The air was remarkably much cleaner as there were also fewer cars outside. The fellow residents of Eden and myself found it very thrilling to witness it all. A real lockdown situation. During these phases, then, the residents’ most diverse aspirations emerged. It is winter anyway what do you want to do in the evening outside during winter. Staying comfy with your loved ones, watching movies, listening to music, playing games. Watching porn (all kind of..) and doing porn (also all kind of..) were the main things to do during the lockdown. As a good friend of this building i was totally endorsed by them already a long time ago. My bondage with them was of a different level. A level only we could understand. My being receptive triggered their curiosity. And their transparency made me more genuinely curious about them. It was as if it was meant to be…
She was constantly screaming in my ear Tomboy as i mockily call her always likes to make fun of me and want to hurt my feelings at times. It gives her a feeling of pleasure and a feeling of dominance. Her so called funny approach doesnt fit me. And therefore i try to avoid her as much as possible. Actually more because she is a dangerous girl. I’d rather avoid confrontation than deal with it. despite this contradiction, I can still deal with her well. It’s hard to explain. It doesn’t need to be explained either. βWhy cant you open your mouth further?” Sheeba asked me. “I have inflamed tonstrils and gums”, i told her politely. “And due the swollen gums my back tooth has been drawn so it can heal.” What would be the best remedy to heal as soon as possible i wondered.
The lockdown postponed so many things. And people will get crazy staying home all the time. It is good then to be with someone and doing mostly social activities. Believe me if you are alone you are fucked for upcoming times.. Make yourself comfortable. As usual im one of the many inhabitants of βEdenβ who is not all the time naked in the rooms. There is also this gorgeous gym inside the appartment complex. People can choose to sport…totally naked if they want. “Wow!” doing squats naked while looking yourself in the mirrow. All these naked dripping from sweat bodies. All in different sizes and different shapes. It feels deliberating. I will do this more often were my thoughts blazing after my first naked gym session.Being one of the few men in the complex, I am quite well known in the complex. mostly because I am very alluring as was whispered in the corridors. I had to get used to this form of fame and recognition…
The ladies are very fond of me. Most of the men in the complex are full-time gay as they jokingly say. According to Tomboy, only a ray from the rainbow of me is gay. The rest they want to discover and experience..That may be why the ladies are so benevolent. To be honest, of course I just surrender to their lusts and benefits. It’s just friendlyβ¦It’s quite a special feeling to experience that. But predominantly I liked that among the nudists in the in-house gym of “The Mansion”. Among themselves, there is a total ban on cameras and photo in the entire complex. Even the kitchen and laundry room are being observed. And if anyone still makes a misstep, punishment awaits. An atmosphere of total freedom and where you can truely be yourself. The douches are a mixture of people. Because it doesn’t bother people here, they should feel like they are in paradise.
Tomboy was wondering: βHow come then after mandatory mask rule, still so many contaminations?” “And why the new rules?” “We are washing our hands.” “We keep distance, we follow the rules.” “Every organisation is following the rules.” ”And that while they know they are losing control and grip on their business.” “The government is in charge” “The government makes the rules.” “They are the boss now and they are in control.” “There must be some sceptics present surely,” Sheeba brooded. ”They too have to follow the rules” ” But personally, I think that could lead to rebellion.” “Because they find out that they are completely absorbed in a system of order and no more freedoms.” ”Imposed rules and regulations.” the fact is …..the brainwashing on a mass level has already begun.” “The Great Reset.”
Tomboy teasingly stroked her hands through my hair and fucked up my hairstyle. They were both going to take care of me during the lockdown.With them, of course, I could cure my throat and tonstrils.
And secretly in the evening when I was asleep or pretending to be asleep, Tomboy would come peek and look at my sleeping naked body in adoration.It made her confused because she could see the beauty in it. She looked at me not out of excitement but out of interest. She had seen few naked men. She found me very interesting. Ever since 2015 when I met her and Sheeba. Soon we rolled into the photo and art industry and of course that was accompanied with sex drugs and the free life.
No limits, no problems was our motto. We lived in a stupor and until all this time we always stayed together and got my permanent room in the complex.I was forever stuck with these bitches…
Sheeba once again pointed out to me that I should not be so sloppy and naive in my photoshoots.
”No signals!’
suddenly jumped Tomboy in between the conversation. ”Your device should be unrecognisable and unknown.” during the shoot no fucking devices allowed Tomboy told me that during the coming period, she will introduce me to her friends who will make me more wise to the world of cyber stalking and photography and combined with sex. “Ultimately,
this is going to lead to the ultimate private toyboy ….for us.”
“A situation where we will take care.” “We will be queens together in your kingdom” “We will fuck you..and you will be fucking us”
“With your beautiful slender muscular angelic body.” ‘Your body” “mingled with our bodies, in any circumstance in every order“
Their domination was palpable and intense, but pleasurable. Being submissive to their benevolent lust gave a thrilling thrill for me. I listened to them and was all ears. I couldn’t get enough of it. It was like it was throbbing. It was perfect. β¦.
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