I was somewhere in the astral (really gotta get myself a map), when I came across this old English pub.

Well, to cut a long out-of-body experience short, after enjoying the hospitality of the local inhabitants, I started doing my thing… you know, facilitating;-)

Soon, I had the whole damn place in a ruckus… for some, it was illuminating (one woman put her astral phone number in my hand and told me to call her), and for others, well, let’s just say I wasn’t going to hang around to get myself lynched;-)

Don’t kid yourself folks… the illusions are just as grand in the next worlds – and amnesia is just as widespread.

Nevertheless, to paraphrase the late great Robert Monroe… nothing like a variable;-)