IIt is very late. The raindrops beat upon your bare chest. You look up to see the sky flash like a strobe light as it clogs up your nose.

I am behind you, the breath on your shoulder indistinct from the frostbite wind that slaps across your spine.

You know what I want. Very gently a tongue strokes under your chin on down.
If one believes in alternate realities then the prospect of "extra sensory perception" should not be but a stones through away. The possibility that one of these bodies senses ALL the other bodies is not difficult to imagine. One must find oneself in new places, and combine with them for all to become one.

The night before last I had a dream about creating all the occurances for this week. The main trip is that my subconscious let me remember this. By not remembering all of the situations that I set up I already have missed many opportunities. Who knows what I could have done if I remembered every time that I have a dream like this. I could have had something that I wanted for a long time. I should endeavor more to open my mind to new possibilities and paths. I should listen to my instincts when my body feels them so strong my stomach vibrates.
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