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Chapter 3: My Buffoon Teenage Years

 

My Tantric Soul Family

 

Image of a pretty peach flower. My Tantric Soul FamilyIn the emergence of my life

I come to foster

A family of others of my soul

That dance and play with me

In the entertainer of myself

As I laugh and caress others

In light wave synergy of me

I am that I am of myself

In this act of me

And in this play of you

In the harmony of the clan

In the love of the three and the four

And the many of us

In a tantric family

In the care of the heart

In the blossoming of my life

 

The Emerging Entertainer: My Teenage Years as a Buffoon of Self    

 

My teenage years foster a buffoon of self. I Jasgahntar became the laughter of the school hypothesis of threshold of mesmerizing systems of spirit. Spirit makes me laugh and I share what spirit thinks avidly and as often as I can causing others to laugh too. I love who I am and I care for you but enjoy making people laugh, play and stage something exotic to erotic and fun to witness through time. I am gorgeous, Jasgahntar Pyphree Goganni. My nine foot tall status at age fourteen is an attractant of sorts unto the feminine of all ages in my tantric school studies.

 

Schools in tantric communities are divided not in age range but by region. All ages from fourteen to nineteen witness one another through time in the emergence of ourselves as young adults taught through maturity school. My maturity school class averages only twenty‐six pupils of which two thirds are female and one third male in gender.

 

The abundance of females in Fala’a, the host of my tantric community, is the result of a quagmire of truth of the need for the feminine to flourish this cycle. Many parents in the past fourteen years chose for feminine genetic threads through incantations and sacred ceremonies that fostered this goal in their conceptions. I am happy for the ratios personally as I love the feminine possibly more than the masculine at this time in my life. Later I learn to appreciate the masculine too but not until I am much older. Read more