Peter Pan just as I always pictured him. Yep he, and the "Lost Boys" now that the winds have chilled are all snuggled up together in their tree. The above youth apparently involved in some sort of Queer Peter Pan cos-play thing is just as I really hoped he would be.
He's the vision of my perverted youthful fantasy of him.
My bleeping Hero!How I longed for Peter to come to my bedroom window when I was a lad. I dreamed of being rescued from demented violent Nuns bullies the Devil, and Jesus. Basically that whole crowd that laid claim to everything in my life from my lunch money to my immortal Soul.
I can just picture it. There's a knock at my window.
It's Peter!
The bleeping patron Saint of all Boys!
He's come to take me away to that weird magic island where everybody gets drunk eats hallucinogenic mushrooms sleeps till noon has random consensual safe sex, and 'No' homework! ...Ever!!
It's Peter!
The bleeping patron Saint of all Boys!
He's come to take me away to that weird magic island where everybody gets drunk eats hallucinogenic mushrooms sleeps till noon has random consensual safe sex, and 'No' homework! ...Ever!!
Dreams come true,...sometimes...in a way.
My patron saint too!
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He, and Saint Francis.
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If only dear Peter had sneaked into my bedroom when I was 11 to rescue me as I said on the blog. Things would have be so much nicer.
Staying 11 for 60 years might have a few problems,...but I could handle them. May have to cut back on all the safe sex, and Mushrooms after the first century or so.
Still them bullies Jebus da Devil, and those deranged Nuns would have been out of my life.
As I said:
"They laid claim on everything in my life from my lunch money to my Immortal Soul!"
In an alternate world I escaped them all with Peter!