I went back

This is me at my boyfriends place in Stockholm, we had many arguments and he also moved to S.F. and I decided to visit him after some time, and also to go to SRF. This is actually the clothes I was wearing the same day I came back to SRF, except for my expensive high heel bronze shoes that I left in a the front door of an apartment house in Stockholm city, as a protest towards the male chauvianist society.
I decided to go back to Berkely and have a look around. It must have been 1993 because Bill Clinton was President and I was surpriced at the mess in San Fransisco and the bay, because he had said that he was going to take care of the poor people, but I had never seen so many poor in my life, people even sleept in sleepingbags in the parks, it was a disaster.

So I went back to SRF in Berkely, it was fun to see them all, Bill even more pruned up than earlier. I was there for some healings and had a look around and saw the development of the place, seemed as if the had been prosperous, wich I now understand that they did by getting some donations from a few rich new memebers. I came there during one evening, then I went there to visit once during daytime. Rev. Bill had his military clothes on and there was a big American flagg on the wall in the room. I was waiting to ask about the yearclass, now that I was in better shape, but rev. Bill was the one that asked me -Why not me and you? He also explained that he had some desires for me. Then he smiled and I saw that he had false teeth. The old man, same age as my father or older with his pruned up face, gray hair, false teeth and two viwes living on welfare as I know, did not actually apeal to me, despite being the spiritual leader that many women would desiree at the cult. I did not know what to do, I just wished for a hole n the floor to sink into. Was the old man starting to become a little senile?

At this time I also visited rev. Michael Anast new place "Sprirtual rights freedom" on Dana street just a couple of blocks away from SRF on Ellsworth.