The first photies were taken in the Botties when I went for a constitutional yesterday. The latter were taken today when we went cycling to the reservoirs up the Pentlands. It was four hours on the bike. Because of this, I was unable to meditate much today. That's the problem with flatheids. They never want to stop to do some of the bliss.
You can be a chicken. I saw this boy at a stage hypnotist's gig and he thought he was a chicken. I cannot emanate as a deity, but in the last week once you feel a bit transcended anyway by the "channels opening", and you try to imagine yourself as a deity ... well, something interesting is going on there now.
