As the saying goes, "When in Rome..."
Maybe he joined a mystery cult of castrati? Minimal adoption by judeo-christian, but popular with at least one UFO Cult.
Zinj
As the saying goes, "When in Rome..."
Maybe he joined a mystery cult of castrati? Minimal adoption by judeo-christian, but popular with at least one UFO Cult.
Zinj
This is a bit like saying anything good Hubbard wrote was stolen from others.
Thats not the point.
If the parable of the good Samaritan was not original to Jesus he did well
by restating it in a brilliant way.
Number of times over..... and all that.



I couldn't care less about LRH nude [he didn't appear to be at all anywhere near his body, drawing from my past perception...even when he put on his yellow raincoat and yellow rain hat and put his burly right arm around my shoulders and held me steady and close and walked me from his desk, where I was temporarily freaking out about the Apollo ship which was stuck going in circles in the huge storm with gigantic waves crashing onto the lower deck as we went aside the waves; guiding me on up the stairs, walking/talking with me until I was feeling comfortably safe amongst the chaos...up to the bridge where he positioned me, directing me to fully focus by reading the fathometer blips..while he took charge and saved the day and all our necks in one quick instant] that's the Ron I knew and respected and will never forget...those indelible moments in time wherein I experienced true serenity of beingness in a crisis, thankfully imparted to me and on which energy memory I thrive to this very day].
and, back to nudity, I do find it very sexy when a man can fully BE a man.
LOL my men don't need Viagra with me around! LOL
cheeky candy here and enjoying IT even more than ever before at 64!![]()




and on the male side, I got my Masters Degree in Cunilinguistics at a ripe and early age. I'm definitely post doctorate now.I couldn't care less about LRH nude [he didn't appear to be at all anywhere near his body, drawing from my past perception...even when he put on his yellow raincoat and yellow rain hat and put his burly right arm around my shoulders and held me steady and close and walked me from his desk, where I was temporarily freaking out about the Apollo ship which was stuck going in circles in the huge storm with gigantic waves crashing onto the lower deck as we went aside the waves; guiding me on up the stairs, walking/talking with me until I was feeling comfortably safe amongst the chaos...up to the bridge where he positioned me, directing me to fully focus by reading the fathometer blips..while he took charge and saved the day and all our necks in one quick instant] that's the Ron I knew and respected and will never forget...those indelible moments in time wherein I experienced true serenity of beingness in a crisis, thankfully imparted to me and on which energy memory I thrive to this very day].
and, back to nudity, I do find it very sexy when a man can fully BE a man.
LOL my men don't need Viagra with me around! LOL
cheeky candy here and enjoying IT even more than ever before at 64!![]()
and on the male side, I got my Masters Degree in Cunilinguistics at a ripe and early age. I'm definitely post doctorate now.
Hey Terril,
my mom was flying Piper Cubs at 19, with me in her tummy in Santa Susana [near Simi Valley]!
I got my private pilot's license at Burbank airport in 1973 at 27 in 40.3 hours from the Flying Dutchman. LOL
I only fly low wing Cherokee, Piper Cubs etc, while my younger sister [the flight attendant at 62!] will only fly the high wing Cessna. I like to see the sky, she likes to look down on everything.
I like to think that I inspired Alan to get his private pilot's license.He flew me up to Elma Washington and to other missions of his, on our flight when he first got his pilot's license, and introduced me to the concept of the mile high club. fair exchange, I think...I love being competitive with an able man, as you well know.
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... He flew me up to Elma Washington and to other missions of his, on our flight when he first got his pilot's license, and introduced me to the concept of the mile high club. fair exchange, I think...I love being competitive with an able man, as you well know.![]()

B. Who was flying the god d@mn plane!!!!
:



Don't think we were competitive. Just having fun.
[ bet that gets tongues wagging]

AKA "George"
Jack

and on the male side, I got my Masters Degree in Cunilinguistics at a ripe and early age. I'm definitely post doctorate now.


Well OK. I reckon maybe I'm just a wee bit envious of it. I mean to say, look at my pic with the budgie and you'll see the bleak landscape I have on top of my dome.