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I very often hear things and see things and smell fragrances that I know aren't there.
It's been a while but there was a time when every now and then 'someone' would call my name. I figure so long as it wasn't an owl, I'm okay . . .
Not about thoughts, but feelings...
I remember a song (maybe from Dave Bromberg?) called "Someone Else's Blues" about how the singer has everything going for him, and yet he still has the blues, and he's angry, because he's sure that somebody else out there is in tough straits but is experiencing the happy feelings that the singer himself should be feeling.
I do believe that I sometimes have dreams that are echoes of what somebody out there somewhere is experiencing in waking life. Kind of a telepathy thing.
Not about thoughts, but feelings...
I remember a song (maybe from Dave Bromberg?) called "Someone Else's Blues"
I very often hear things and see things and smell fragrances that I know aren't there.
It's been a while but there was a time when every now and then 'someone' would call my name. I figure so long as it wasn't an owl, I'm okay . . .
Molly, the mind is a dangerous thing.
Shhh. It's the drugs!When I'm listening to music, I do often 'see' it as a series of geometric shapes and colours. I have no idea where that comes from.
Drugs? Who's withholding?
The mind is a marvous thing...just think of all of the possibilities you can create
I know, doll. It's one of the things I love about you.