Introducing Master # 1 of the Tao - Tantric Shitshow, Part 2

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Image by 29450 from Pixabay

Hey y’all,

I’ve always had a thing for the yin/yang symbol, that balance of light and dark, with a piece of light within the dark and piece of dark within the light.

The yin/yang is actually a major symbol in an afterlife love story, an unfinished novel that I really need to finish someday. Maybe this experience is a nudge for me to work on “Lover Man and Bella Donna” – although god/goddess knows how this might affect the original story.

The time I spent in this workshop, I feel like I was immersed in the meaning and essence of yin and yang.

As I said in the earlier email, there were yin/yang symbols everywhere – but not necessarily white and black.

There were a lot of white and gold combos, red and blue, the former tied into how Mantak Chia taught the sexual aspects of the Universal Healing Tao.

Sexuality plays a strong role in his system, but it’s not the end all. His main suggestion with orgasm is to send the chi up into the organ systems to create healing, because our sexual energy is the most powerful source of chi we have.

His focus is mostly on alternative healing, and he has all kinds of odd and peculiar treatments - Karsai Nei Tsang Genital Detox therapy is one of them.

According to Mantak Chia, this is crucial in clearing our sexual organs of the grit and gunk and metals and toxins that settle in our systems and in the pelvis.

Really, this isn’t as out there as it sounds, most of the treatment is a deep abdominal massage with only a few minutes in the genital area. Or at least that’s the way it was for the woman. That burly Thai Karsai Nei Tsang massage therapist really went to town on the man.

Oh, there were live demos of this.

One of the guests, a Frenchman, volunteered to be the model for the male half.

He kept his underwear on - fitted black shorts - the entire time, but the therapist pulled his testicles out and did what I can only describe as wringing them out to dry.

Maybe they didn’t tell him what the demo entailed because he looked like he was about to pass out when it was over.

The female model was from the Source Tantra team, let’s just say she was ready. I think she didn’t get the memo that the therapist would work around her underwear.

She expected to be naked, and immediately threw off her bright yellow sundress – to the shocked horror of Mantak Chia. He threw the dress back at her and told her to cover up as the audience howled with laughter.

Other than that, the demo went without incident.

There are many who consider Mantak Chia to be a fraud. That what he teaches isn’t really Tao.

Rashmi, my classical Tantra teacher, is one of them.

He’s also come up with his own version of Qigong. Most of the Thai locals don’t know who he is. He caters to a well-to-do Western audience.

Dean, the New Zealander owner/manager of the guesthouse where I landed knew who Mantak Chia was, and knew Tao Garden is where I was coming from because Kip told him, and asked me about it when I got there.

“I’ve heard some strange stories about that Tao Garden and Mantak Chia, something about him getting people to drink their own piss.”

Well, he didn’t go quite that far with my group.

But he did make a suggestion.

Gold and white light are the colors a couple draws in and exchanges in the peaks of sexual ecstasy and orgasm – or something to that effect.

He happened to mention that non-alcoholic beer and urine were the perfect gold color to take in that magic color, and that people have been known to drink their urine…

What some people will do for a harder hard-on and stronger orgasms…who knows?

Aaannnddd…wouldn’t it be something if Mantak Chia was having us on, seeing just how far he could push a bunch of stupid Westerners to follow his crazy lead?

He always looks like he’s about to laugh…so maybe?

Either way, the man has written and co-authored a gazillion books on his take on the Tao and Qigong, as well as made as many videos.

So if he’s full of shit, he’s gone to a lot of trouble to prove his point and make it truth.

And a lot of people have benefitted from his teachings and methods. So perhaps everything, even ancient spiritual and healing systems in a state of constant flux, changing with the times and as needs arise and shift?

Yet Mantak Chia treats his staff like shit, and it is obvious women are there for a man’s pleasure and other needs.

His current girlfriend is at least 40 years younger than he is. He blatantly and unabashedly owns the excessive privilege and sexism of a man from his time and place, as well as stature since he has risen far in his life and career.

His house was on the property, and it’s a beast of a mansion.

The man runs a tight ship, I’ll give him that. There’s reason this is called the Tantric Shitshow - none of that crap from his Tao half.

As far as Sierra’s mission to get the Tao and Tantra dinosaurs to “change their language to be more queer-inclusive,” Mantak Chia made his nod.

He mentioned in one of his lectures that gay and lesbian clients could also use these practices to gain more chi and improve their sex lives.

Other than that, he did not give a damn about changing a thing about how he expressed himself.

Since we were on his turf, tough shit if nobody liked it.

His lesson-plan was extremely male-centric. Whenever he was supposed to focus on female sexuality, he always slipped into…

“And the penis and the testicles…

Also, his talks were interspersed with the dirty-old-man chortle.

You know that sound that’s a hybrid of “hee hee hee,” and “huh, huh, huh?” (Maybe it is hue, hue, hue?) That’s what he sounded like.

One thing that was helpful was that he taught through repetition. So after a while, I started to get it. Every morning, even if we didn’t make it to his Qigong class, he started the same exercises repeated the same things over and over.

We’d circle our pelvises in each direction and then take it to smaller circles to move the sacrum. Simple exercise, but that worked.

It was awesome for low back pain, btw.

“Now squee (squeeze) your anus, squee (squeeze) up, up, up…” He would lift his hand up to indicate sending the chi up to our brains.

“If a man has his sacrum stuck, that affects his penis and he can’t screw…(insert dirty-old-man chortle here)…so spiral from your sacrum.”

“If the lady doesn’t work with her jade egg and tighten her wagina, the king would throw that concubine out! (Insert dirty-old-man chortle here)…”

“If you want more chi, more energy in your sexual organs, play with your nipples and connect with your prostate, and ladies, connect with your mysterious gate and your uterus. Lift your sexual organs, and men, don’t forget to squee your testicles. (Insert dirty-old-man chortle here)…”

Honestly, the only queer (queer as in bizarre, not queer as in gay) aspect to his lessons was the room full of people squeezing their nipples, while the men grabbed their junk.

And my personal favorite? The lesson in the soft entry, hard retreat – and that is exactly what it sounds like it is. Part of that lesson was his advice that it was crucial for the woman to come first. But even that was about the men.

“Men, it is very important for the lady to ejaculate first. Because when lady orgasms, her wagina becomes so warm and juicy, and the penis is like, OOOHHH…and immediately grows hard.”

Granted, I probably didn’t get his words exactly right, but this is close enough.

I think that’s enough for now.

I’ve been in Laos for a few days, and I absolutely LOVE IT here! I’ll write more on that later. But this place is just gorgeous!

Peace,

Mana

Whirl a Girl

Isn’t it fabulous when love is fair?

Isn’t it fabulous when love is fair?

There once was a girl

Named Sally. She met a girl.

We’ll call her Halley.

 

Sally and Halley

So loved to dally. So much that

Halley left Sally

 

Back in the alley.

Yet Sally found gay girl whirl,

Where she loved to twirl.

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Image by Myriam Zilles from Pixabay

 

The party was hot.

The fete made a raw tempest

Of yearning and pain.

 

But Sally? She danced and

Sang at the gay girl whirl. She

Turned grief to gladness,

 

Or so it seemed. No?

Sally put up a brave front,

Hid her heart broken

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Image by Alexandr Ivanov from Pixabay

 

From Halley, who came

Later to the gay girl whirl.

Halley saw Sally

 

In the arms of Cal,

Short for Cally. And she swirled

Sally into a twirl.

 

Sally savored the

Illusion of liberty.

The sight of Halley

 

Made her flibberty.

Her heart pounded, her belly sank.

She blinked back the tears,

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Image by Ulrike Mai from Pixabay

 

But Halley was near.

Halley saw Sally sobbing,

And went for the jeer.

 

High drama ensued.

Halley shooed the contender

Cally to the alley

 

Where Halley had left

Sally. At last, Sally came

back to her senses.

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Image by inno kurnia from Pixabay

 

Dignity restored,

Sally told Halley to go

Rot in the alley.

 

Sally met Cally

And gave her shero a much

Deserved kiss, kiss, kiss.

 

Sometimes it’s so nice

When life is fair and love goes

To the deserving.





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