An experiment in psychic awareness begins today.  Maybe you already know the course it will take.  I'll post updates here.  Anyway, you have to start somewhere.  Why else would this be happening?

Of course there's nothing to be said, really.  Spectacular rainy autumn day in the suburban wilderness.  The clutter that surrounds me is losing its grip and hence disappearing.  The shooting pains and tiresome aches sing a song of dread and accumulation.  Give them all nothing on which to attach.