Every now and then, I emanate a strange energy out of my navel like
ectoplasm. It pulls on my consciousness and affects others, even via the telephone. I
thought it was some kind of ennui until at a birth process w/e I was told it
was the anesthetic from my caesarian birth. Since then I've smelt it from
someone else - a different smell, as the ether was from 10 years later than mine.
People with no knowledge or expectations smell the ether, and it causes great
drowsiness. I mention it because it happened again last night - ideas and
comments gratefully anticipated, Tim
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