Soft earth on my naked skin
Hey guys,
Well September is here now. In Etobicoke, where everything is slightly colder, I am noticing that the leaves are already changing colors. Sometimes I like to walk down through the side streets along Islington Avenue and ultimately pass through the Humber River. The sound of the gushing river brings a sense of calm to myself, especially during these trying times. The Illuminati conspiracy as well as the mayoral election are taking its toll on these old bones.
Sometimes I like to walk down the path, along the river, and find a secluded spot in an area where there is thick brush. At this time of year its quite cold so I usually rub a thin layer of Vaseline over the eventual exposed areas of my skin to protect it from the cold fall wind. In my spot , I usually remove my pants and underwear and lie spread eagle on the bare ground. Connecting my skin with the fundamental natural earth brings a true sense of energy that vibrates throughout my body.
Most times I stay on my back, with the cold dirt rubbing against that area of my body. Sometimes I like to turn over on my front and squish my frontal areas into the somewhat hard earth. Sometimes I can be heard moaning softly as I conduct my naturalistic relaxation techniques.
I am usually quite energized by the next day; At around 11:30am when I get to the office, I am ready to tackle the half days of work with vigor and virility.
Take care.