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Monday 10:20 p.m.
September's raspberries are bigger, more succulent, but not as sweet. The earlier ones were a disaster this year, but not the September ones. Red in tooth and claw, so it is.
Whatever it is, kundalini or whatnot, it's getting a lot stronger. You're expecting more heat and you get more ... force. It almost feels as if it's running through you sometimes, but going nowhere; expanding, arising. It makes me feel like meditating an awful lot of the time. Can't begin to tell you how great all this is. It just is. Fabulous feelings. Excitement. You never expect it to become the way it becomes. It constantly surprises. It's wonderful and as weird as hell.
I think I must be a nutter.
6 comments:
Everyone I know is a nutter. It could be argued that thinking you're one is a sign of sanity. The old dear said the other day she thinks she's getting dementia, probably a sign she's not.
Albert? How dare you! I was only pretending to be a nutter so you would reveal yourself!! Hotboy
I say!
I have an opinion on whether you are a nutter or not, but it would take a long time to explain it.
MM III
I say!
A sound recording of the Duneditin 2009 True or False quiz is now available at the Duneditin 2009 website.
MM III
Mingin'! I am not a nutter. Honest. It's everyone else who's nuts! Hope this clarifies matters. Hotboy
Mingers, if it's any help, I can explain it very succinctly.
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