Marika is an awesome Polish reggae-dancehall-soul-funk singer. A taste of her music:


Several hours ago her concert took place at Hard Rock Cafe in Warsaw. Spectacular, mind-blowing event. I was lucky to be able to stand right in front of the stage. Here are several of my photos. Enjoy.

It was a beautiful Sunday in late Winter. Ha ha, it was yesterday! I was walking in the woods -- well, actually more running than walking. I followed mostly unshaded roads to expose myself to sunlight as much as possible. Sunlight is so pleasant, but the sky... Uh... It is so sad to see it so terribly martyred, in that unnaturally light color. I was thinking about its impact on photos and what we can do about it. Correct the color with software to make it natural? What about making it yellow instead? That would bring some attention to the problem, ha ha. Then I recalled two girls whom I told about my nude photos and thought how bad an idea that was. I realized I was approaching a nice place, where I took an interesting photo once. As kind of a joke I started thinking about shooting another pic there right now. Oh, what a funny thought it was! It's interesting how easily such ideas can turn into actions. In a while I was there. The nice pine tree from my pic was still there, growing boldly. It seemed a good background for a photo. The direction of sunlight was different, so the arrangement had to be other than in the old photo. I looked around and started making preparations for a shoot. It was like "Hey, this is nothing, I'm not doing anything." It felt really great, I have to admit. And it looked so simple. Finally the scales tipped. The decision was made. I started undressing and then it went well. I took 3 photos. Unfortunately they are fuzzy, but the colors are nice. I haven't corrected the sky's color, it's neither natural nor yellow, just "naturally unnatural".

After dressing back I went on with my walk. It turned out to hold another interesting opportunity. We will get to that next time. Till then... tsiom tsiom!

There's an interesting scene in the movie "Lourdes": a guy and a woman on the top of a mountain, alone together for the first time. The guy says something like "I feel like... I don't want to hurt you..." and kisses the girl. "What?!", I thought while watching it. Lucky me I haven't tried that with Agnes. She has "rules". We watched that movie last Friday. Before meeting her up I went skating to raise my energy and somewhat overdid. It proved to be a great idea, however. It was a bit hard in the beginning, but got much, much easier quite quickly. All the time I had that wonderful "I know I can" mindset. A very useful mindset.

She looked stunning with loose hair on that day. I played with her hair while she was speaking. It was quite easy to remain attentive. She has problems with her mother. The most loving person in her life was father who passed away several years ago. She's really very talkative, reflective and mysterious. After the movie and a long talk I walked her home. I had to wait an hour for my bus. It was very late and I hoped she would let me in, but she didn't. Instead we were walking around and talking.

On Saturday we went to a church. She hoped for a concert or something, but there wasn't anything. She's incredible: we are walking down the street and suddenly she stops, staring at something. "What is it?" "Book... in the news stand... I think I know it... ah, never mind" or looking up: "Look... the moon... the sky looks so strange... earlier today there was a moment that the sky was clear and suddenly it started snowing heavily... I've never seen something like that... I think something's wrong with the climate...". It may be challenging to reply to such lines, if you're not prepared.

She had her hair pinned up again. Even so, her beauty was striking. We went to a restaurant and she told me some stories. She once met a foreign guy in the street. He was fascinated by Polish women and found her very pretty (oh, yeah -- you're so original, Mr Casanova). He invited her to his hotel room. She was excited and even gave him her phone number! However, she wasn't able to visit him (clearly God's intervention). He left flowers for her and she was excited again. Now, go find a girl who's at least half that naive.

She once had a guy. One day he wanted to kiss her and she refused: "Everything is for people, but I have some rules". He left her. I'd like to learn about those rules and particularly how to break them free of punishment.

On Sunday we attended a Salsa lesson. Then, still in the club I presented her an interesting mind exercise and had a lot of pleasure and fun watching her doing it and of course assisting her. She was gorgeous, acted like a child. We danced a bit and she showed me her photos, taken during a trip to France. I was stunned: "Oh my Goodness! Is that this beauty queen sitting here, next to me?!". I was speechless. I was shocked. It became clear how much lucky I was to have met her. She was reluctant to smoke there for my sake (I don't smoke), but I managed to convince her. Watching her smoke I became curious. When she was about to stub out a cigarette, I took it and started smoking. It was snazzy. Too bad we didn't take photos.

It was January 12 and I was at work. Browsing files on my pendrive I found a PDF document named "Demonic Confidence PL". It was the Polish version of the Demonic Confidence course. I heard about it, but didn't know it is something like this -- a systematic course. It is designed to give you extraordinary, "demonic" and truly persistent confidence with women. It takes 21 days to complete. Each day there is a "mission" to accomplish, with a specific goal. Much emphasis is put on the number of contacts. Up to day 10 the missions consist of approaching a number of girls and asking them a question. I decided to start it right away. I was doing quite well up to day 9. It was a part of the course dealing with the state of mind during interaction. On day 10 the mission was to make 30 approaches without any emotions, goals or hopes as to the outcome of the interaction. I didn't feel quite good and was very happy about the easiness of the mission. Approach, ask about the nearest post office or anything, get the answer, thank her and quit. 30 girls. Cool. I started outside, but it was quite cold, so after 15 approaches I entered a shopping center and continued the mission in the cozy warmth. Shopping center is not as good place for such missions as you may think: girls walk mindlessly without any apparent goal and take sudden turns, they are often surrounded by "useless" people which makes approaches unnatural and awkward, and it's better to take care to avoid hitting any girl more than once. After missing several potential targets I noticed a perfect one. A girl was sitting alone on a bench and reading a newspaper. "That one", I thought with contentment. I opened her with something like "Could you tell me if I can get a good meal here?". We started talking and she decided to join me. After a short walk we went to a restaurant that was the only one around she considered any good (she took my opening question seriously). We spent there about 2 hours. She seemed a bit tired and bored, so I was about to suggest that we leave. But she wanted another beer! Unfortunately, they were already closing. It was quite late and we decided to say goodbye. She gladly gave me her phone number. My mission wasn't complete, but I decided to give up, dizzy and devoid of motivation to carry on. Besides, it was almost midnight. "My seduction power has just arisen", I thought to myself. Now everything will be different.

The girl's name is Agnieszka (Agnes). She's amazing: shy and talkative at the same time, prefers originality over following the herd, and likes off-mainstream movies. What's interesting, she comes from a village near my home town. She smokes a bit, about 5 cigarettes a day and claims she's going to quit (yeah, aha, sure). As far as I was able to tell, she has a very shapely body. I used some kino (touch) on her, and she accepted it quietly.

Wow, what a day it was! I left for work quite late. Because of recent heavy snow huge traffic jams formed. I decided to take a day off work and returned home. OK, what do I do now? It was a great opportunity to take a hike in the woods. Now attention please, I took 2 nude photos. And, boy, did that take a toll on me! My feet were like frozen and it made me terribly tired. But there was one more attraction waiting for me that day: my first Bachata lesson. I loved it. Nice participants and cool teachers. The dance involves specific hip movement which translates to butt movement. Oh, how lovely it was to watch it performed by the teacher girl. Some solo moves, then in pairs with constant partner switching. We had to watch the teachers, so not much eye contact was possible. Body contact was quite close already -- and it was only the first lesson. A perfect match occurred: there was an equal number of guys and girls which showed that I was in the right place at the right time, ha ha. I'm going to start also a Salsa course later this week.

Now let's see the first of the photos. The other one tomorrow.

Looks like NN disallows Status Updates containing links. I give it a boo. On the other hand, I just found that Integration With Twitter thing. I give this one a wow! Really nice.

OK, to the point. Those waiting for more Tibetan Rites poses: any ideas for them? Something strange, unusual, weird... Maybe a kettlebell hanging on my cock? I heard of a guy who used something like that to demonstrate his strength. You know, I have a kettlebell, but don't use it much. Not good. It's such a great tool. I'm going to take some photos doing military presses. Not now though. I have to train a bit first. Back to the Rites, watch this:


It's another version of them and I don't know which one is better. In fact there are six Tibetan Rites. The sixth one is somehow special. It's only meant to be performed by people in celibacy, such as monks and swamis. It moves sexual energy upwards in the body instead of downwards which is the case while having sex. Wow, what a topic! Well, you know, Kundalini, meditation and such are much more interesting things than nude body. To me, anyway.

I'm spending the weekend at my parents'. During my previous visit here I left the FileZilla application installed on their computer with connections to my websites hosting providers configured. It was an obvious mistake -- not because of my parents, but rather because of my sister and her husband who sometimes visit my parents and use the computer too. They could potentially access my private data and stuff including nude photos. However, I wasn't scared. Yesterday they arrived here, just like me. In the evening I logged in to my blog and looked at the visits log. "Hmm, numerous page views about 11 am. Cool. Let's see the details... Oh, fuck! From this very IP address. That had to be my sister!" How did she know? Of course from FileZilla. I start FileZilla. Oh, no -- connection to the provider hosting my nude blog is also configured. She could use it. I log in to that blog. The page doesn't want to load, every second is so terribly painful, my heart is pounding, my mind is burning... Visitor Details... "Phew... Nothing... No visits from here... Whoa, ha ha." I checked it several times. Certainly in the last 24 hours there were no visits from that IP address. Now, the thing is that one of the thoughts that I had during those "hot moments" of waiting was this: "I should quit this, it's nonsense". And how do you think I'm feeling now? Like born again or something. I had an opportunity to think intensively about my nude photos. What an inspiring experience. It involves questions about my identity, mission, life's purpose and such. That's amazing. Apparently my family doesn't know about my nude blog. This of course is great news. However, I became a bit tired of nude pics. They are nice and funny, but I want something more. Girls, conversations, conversational hypnosis, stories, Nested Loops... I had to write an essay to be allowed to take the final exam on the NLP trainers course. I wrote about effective use of Nested Loops. So this is the kind of stuff I'm into right now.

One of my websites has just been visited by somebody from the Netherlands searching for images about swimming. Here's the link that runs the query: [url]http://images.google.nl/images?q=swim+imagesize:1024x768&start=144[/url]. Currently, even with SafeSearch set to Moderate, the results contain an interesting photo. A guy in the water. Oh, looks like he's not wearing anything. OK, I know, it's a nice opportunity for me. 149th place is not very satisfactory. Some SEO work definitely needs to be done to the site.

Speaking of my website, I figured out it would be a good idea to put some stories on it. Erotic and sexual ones, of course. The obvious question is how to get them. Well, I will have to think something up. Nevermind. Recently, as kind of an answer to my idea, on my NLP course I learned about something called Nested Loops. Nested Loops, or loops of stories are a story telling technique created by Milton Erickson. Today they are extensively and successfully used by Richard Bandler. I've heard one such loop of stories from an "ordinary" NLP trainer, nothing great -- and was blown away. It was absolutely amazing. Now, what if we put sexual content to such stories? Sexual stories are much stronger than nude photos (for me, at least, but I believe it's quite common). When reading or listening to a good story you associate with it and literally start living the story. That can be very powerful. Ha ha, I know something about it. The opportunity is really great. Mind related stuff is absolutely astounding.

OK, so there were 13 photos, not 11 as I've announced. I forgot about one and took another one afterwards. But, uh oh, it's the end anyway. I have run out of my pics. Well, it's not that bad. Yesterday I took two new photos. The first one is good, I will post it in a while. I'm not sure about the second one. The story about them here is quite interesting. I was riding a bike looking around to find nice places. My primary focus were two kinds of locations: long pathways in the fields and such, where I could shoot series of pics for my blog, and places good for training poi spinning. It's a whole new area to be explored: physical activity including The Five Tibetan Rites, Tai Chi, and poi spinning. For information on poi spinning look here: [url]http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Poi_(performance_art)[/url]. Recently I started training it, for now I only use practice, "cold" poi, but it's just a preparation for real fireshows. Nude fireshow photos will be something extremely incredible, but I'm not sure if it's a good idea to show them here on NN.

OK, back to my yesterday's bike ride. I arrived to a beautiful village named Ponurzyca. Nice view, quiet. I decided to take a photo. "It's still summer", "It's the last Sunday" were my first thoughts on the title. The shoot was a great example of perfectly fitting in a window of opportunities. You know, if you are in certain state of mind, you get "in sync" with the reality around you and everything goes well. Some cars passed me by before the shoot. I proceeded anyway. I just knew everything will be fine. I took 4 shots. Just after I finished the shoot another car showed up, then some more. And, what's more important, a woman appeared riding a bike. She stopped to ask me if I was OK. Indeed, I looked a bit strange, still barefoot, and my stuff was lying along the road. "I was taking photos, kind of artistic ones", ha ha. We started talking and carried on for an hour or so. Apparently she was interested in me, but hesitated to make a definite move. Naturally I started thinking about fucking her. She mentioned her fear of strange guys, the danger of being and told me she felt completely safe with me. "Cool, but I'm afraid I wouldn't fuck you if you paid me", I could say. There was a simple reason for me not starting escalation: she was terribly ugly. Well, I could possibly do it for "scientific purposes", but there was another problem: I forgot to take condoms. I have them almost everywhere I go, but this time I forgot. For the first time I was glad not to have condoms with myself. I know I sound like a complete asshole, but she really was terribly ugly.

The conclusion is this: it is a great idea to make bike rides in the countryside, look for country girls and use every opportunity that presents itself. And of course always carry condoms with you.

I have just done a search and found this: [url]http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=kotek[/url]. Up until now I didn't know about that, I swear! What a coincidence. It's quite a shock for myself.

I have just had a thought that giving the address of my "unofficial" blog here was bad, because it violated NN's rules: no addresses of other adult websites. I have just removed it. But don't worry, soon I will provide a "proxy" address: a non-adult website where you will find the actual blog address. I guess that will be OK. Or maybe NN will change the rules and I will have to think up something else, ha ha.

Now I'm staying at my parents in the mountains. I have taken 11 nude photos here so far. They are in kinds of series, quite similar to others -- something I have been avoiding so far, but it seems good for blog: "Here you can see me going further and further and getting higher and higher...".