Hate is a strong word. Deliberate din siguro to trigger a response.

Personally, I don't hate it. I just see it as a mere foreplay.

So I'm posting it here, to remind myself, manifest even, that someday, I'd have something like this too in my own home.

... The bedsheet. The dream ended with my parallel universe self hearing soft whimpers and moans.

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I woke up with my partner still in front of the laptop and without telling a single word, hugged him tight.

It's been a while since I woke up from an intense dream.

... Some fresh air. I felt a tinge of jealousy from my parallel universe counterpart. For some reason, he wasn't as affected during the previous events. As the partner closes the door where his clients wait inside the room, I went to the other room and discovered a cigarette partially burning...

Thank God I'm not on Tiktok.

I hope he passed.

Anyway, I'm putting these thoughts to rest as I'm no longer used to this elevated sense of awareness.

A few posts I've read from his FB page and this is what happens. Lol. Interestingly, when I sent a friend request to Tony age years ago, it felt like I was expected, that there was no strangeness between us. Same vibe when I sent a friend request to Stargazer and Auggusta de Almeidda.

And it's the same sublimity that allows you to see old souls without even telling them that they are. You simple know, and they know as well, without introductions, and there's the acknowledgement that likely, you have crossed paths with your previous lives.

Well he's posting on Twitter again and I'm relieved. Hindi man ako nagrereact but it's fascinating to read one's story.

Parang sa blogs lang natin nuon.