when i had my bad one i dont think there was any way to escape it. i dont think there was any way to think my way out or take some particular position in relation to the experience which would have mitigated it
yeah but we're fucked! Jigsaw pieces everywhere!Thing is, boys, I think we went through what our ancestors would call an initiation. A rite of passage. We faced it, had no choice. And it passed, and we're still here. Now we just have to put the pieces back together. It can be done, I'm sure of it
Bingo. A very good description. Although version's Being John Malkovitch analogy is one that had independently occurred to me, too.Make that 4. Was like being a being within my own body. Looking from the perspective of someone or thing inside my own skull, the eye holes were like 2 holes cut out of a big box like when you were a kid.