Invision

And I had-had an out-of-body experience such that I - no longer believed in death. For me anyway, worry is an evaluation between the belief in bad things, and am I really going to care ?

The physical me was a believer and the non-physical guy was not, or so one would think. But now it was all reversed. I as the body-me, was believing the not-real rather than the real. The physical me believes the sky is falling, as the height of irrationality. As a check on such a dangerous state of mentality, my what-me-worry guy would have to believe it was not. "You got bats in your belfry", he says. So this was rather ironic and not what one would have expected. But again it is easy for him to believe, disbelieve whatever. He is of another dimension. I suppose the point was - I needed a devil's advocate and I needed it all the time.

I had always had a conflict between mind and body, and had some insight on a bus. I remember the physical part exactly. I was on a bus on Courtland Street going west and nearing Mission. I was seated on the side-seat across from the driver. It was gettin' on toward dark and the lights were on. Where I was coming from and where I was going I have no idea. My body always preferred a dominant woman. In fact I would have preferred to just be a house husband. I liked doing housework. However cultural conditioning frowned on this, and I was suppose to act like a cowboy. On the bus I thought of my astrological chart, that had been done for me by Pat. It described my true condition as I felt it.

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