Last Halloween my neighbours, Eddie and Beryl, tried to attach a big cobweb to their chimney. Unfortunately, Eddie fell off the stepladders and dislocated his thumbs, and Beryl put her foot through the guttering. So this year theyβre just staying in and watching Ghostbusters.
Itβs sad to see so many spiritual teachers fighting with each other. Yesterday, I saw two of them arguing about psychic activations, and moments later they were hitting each other with Mugwort Smudge Sticks. Unacceptable.
I call pears βnatureβs hand grenadesβ because they are often green, shaped like hand grenades, and if you eat too many of them something is likely to explode.
Although I think the internet is inherently evil, I have recently completed a 'silver surfer' course in how to use it, and will soon be live streaming a live stream of consciousness, quite possibly near an actual live stream.
#consciousness
I went astral travelling last night and was disappointed to see so much litter. Please, if youβre going on the astral plane tidy up after yourself! And if youβre taking an astral dog bring some bags!
#astraltravelling
I am making a βSunday Roatsβ today, which is a roast dinner made entirely from oats. This includes roats poatatoats (roast potatoes), carroats (carrots) and everyoneβs favourite pudding - jam roatly poatly!
Sometimes you can't beat just getting onto the floor and rolling around on your back. And if I'm feeling in a really good mood, I'll open the door, get on my back, and roll all the way down to the shops.
#roll
I like to respect all things but also all objects. I even have names for my cutlery, for my pots, for my doors, and yes, even for my taps. These include: Terry Fork, Crazy Brenda the Wooden Spoon, Mr and Mrs Shoe, Hagar the Big Towel, and Flops the doormat.