What if You Found the Secret of True Love?
Hi, my name is Strange. While guiding my new pal Cal blindfolded around the neighborhood on a trust walk, I led him back to my apartment, placed his hands on my massage table, and invited him to undress. He loved it, and started blindfolding gorgeous friends and bringing them to me for mystery massages. Then they'd bring me their boyfriends and girlfriends, etc. |
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Cal Culver after the first Strange Experience |
Because of the peculiar circumstances, I did one very simple thing differently in these massages. It made an enormous difference, and we emerged best friends. When I wrote about the Experiences, a hundred of these friends were happy to have their pictures in the book.
Photos from The Strange Experience, Ash-Kar Press, 1980
It's hard to convey how wonderful my life had suddenly became. These two promo photos for The Strange Experience pretty accurately reflect my real life, except real life featured far less clothing.
My social life and my love life had both turned platinum. I'd found half the secret of True Love.
Then I quit concentrating on cuties and began massaging what eventually became thousands of men and women, twenty-something to elderly, all sizes, shapes, colors and persuasions. Most of them wanted happy endings. It required a mental shift at least as big as when I went from knowing we live on a huge flat world with a little sun going across the sky to knowing we live on a tiny ball circling a gigantic sun, but eventually I learned the techniques and the attitude of affectionate acceptance and respect which allowed me to tap into the whole immense power of True Love, even enjoying tasteful shimmering orgasms.
In my memoirs I give away all these secrets and then project what it would be like if the entire world found True Love
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Billions of Virgins in Ecstasy
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About de Author
Photo of the 2007 me photoshopped into the future Harvey Milk branch of the S.F. Public Library. |
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If you’ll Google the San Francisco Chronicle for January 23, 2004, you’ll find a three-page story entitled “Strange but true,” revealing that I was San Francisco's town-fool/masseur from 1972 to 1997, and have written Visioning (Ash-Kar Press 1979), The Strange Experience (Ash-Kar Press 1980), and the photo history San Francisco’s Castro (Arcadia Publishing 2003).
Click here for my whole Strange bio.
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The Strange Experience has photos of a hundred friends happy to tell the public I gave them a blindfolded mystery massage. I learned half the secret of True Love. |
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Here's San Francisco Mayor Gavin Newsom moving my camera strap from in front of my lens before obligingly posing with a copy of San Francisco's Castro. |
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My Collection of Late Night TV Zingers
Where else can you review history in terms of late night jokes? Enjoy
My Strangest Story
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I am a taster of poisons. As you can imagine it is a profession which requires great skill. Actually I have to sense the poison, not taste it. Even a sip could be quite uncomfortable, especially with some of the crueler psychedelics.
I’m proud of my ability. I’ve never been sick a day in my life. Few in my line of work can make that claim.
Fortunately and unfortunately for me, my master is a very highly placed and very unpopular man. Fortunately, for that makes me a necessity. I am the breath of life to him. Unfortunately, for my skill is often tried.
I taste few dishes of his. They are placed before me, and I point to one and say, “Get rid of that.” At first he had those particular dishes fed to animals or enemies or those who were tiresome; but they always died (and he never did); so soon he began to trust me. Not me. He didn’t trust me. He trusted my skill. His problem was how to secure it.
He had to outbid those who would bribe me, or at least so he thought. And bribes are not always (or even usually) in money. He gave me everyone he thought I wanted. I soon stopped him. The only ones I wanted were the ones he couldn’t give me, and I could easily get those for myself. All my magic isn’t in my sense of taste.
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