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Finally, at least a month behind where I’d hoped to be, the Mondo 2000 History Project Private Web Space is opening up to people who have participated in the MONDO (High Frontiers, Reality Hackers) experience. Seventeen of us have signed up since yesterday… but so far only Morgan Russell and I have posted anything… other than one person commenting that the site “makes me feel old.”

Well, the work makes me feel old… and it’s been hard to squeeze this project in amidst full time job and this and that… but progress is being made. Somerset Mau Mau has been interviewed and Lord Nose has been briefly caught on tape.. two heroic members of the early High Frontiers crew. And Morgan Russell is running down some awesome memory fragments… one of which is included below.

So that’s it for now. Now that the site is up, I’ll be delivering on the promised updates and enotes variously owed to people in the rewards… gimmie a couple of weeks.

& contact me if you are a MONDO participant and think you should be admitted to the private part of these festivities. Email me at Sirioso@Yahoo.com

And now, for your entertainment... Morgan's Penis-oriented Tale of Days at the Mondo House... starring St. Jude

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How St. Jude Operated on my Penis

Jude was a friend of Alison’s. Jude offered me Tango lessons. She rolled up the carpet and gave me very flimsy bottomwear and top and brought a boombox with Tango music. I made so many mistakes that I rubbed up against her and couldn’t hide my hard on. We retired to the velvet cushions that Alison had had made for the window seats. Jude and I never danced again.

She positively seduced me and we became lovers. Jude gave me Methaqualone i.e. Quaaludes and Nitrous Oxide and a nasal spray of Vasopressin and we got along in her velvet-draped (curtains from a cinema) room.

She did poke her finger in my body, near my groin, to the fullest extent. She described medically, as a certified Physician’s Assistant, what organs she was bypassing.

Once upon a time, when Queen Mu was on the East Coast, Ken gave a number of houseguests two hits of acid and two doses of Ecstasy and we went into the garden to relax. Soon, one woman took her clothes off and curled into a ball. One man took his clothes off and disappeared into the house, to emerge with one of Alison’s shawls wrapped round himself and announced he would hunt food for us. Jude and I leant against one another and were fully absorbed. I was hoping not to take my clothes off since I had something on the end of my penis. Ken became anxious since there was nudity easily observable and no one was straight enough to go to the door. We felt for him and comforted him as well as we were able.

I did show Jude, my lover, the end of my prick. Not just then, but later. She said I had a wart and asked me if I had insurance. Not. She took me to her bedroom and shackled me with a blue chain. She next excited me and told me that the more excited I was, the less flesh she would have to remove from the end of my penis. She had surgical instruments in front of us. She picked the scissors. This was not erotic. “The less hard you are, the more I have to cut,” she said.

Jude had practiced medicine without a license before. It was in the days when she was a Maoist and met up with Jim Jones before a protest. They made their plans. The National Guard injured people and Jude came to their rescue. When she became certified as a Physician’s Assistant, she walked into the waves of the Mediterranean to kill herself. Her partner saved her. [more here]

So, Jude excited me though I was in bondage and though she was wielding stainless steel tools. [Alison has approved this part in a conversation today. She was afraid that I was making everything too dry. p.s. Jude believed that morning light would burn out one’s third eye….