Ch 15, pages 367/368

[glenn_scheper]

	"-after that, whenever the show came on, you'd smile and gurgle
	and rock back and forth, so cute, like you wanted to climb inside
	the television set, and right onto that Island-"

Ohh, wow. Let me tell you this thing that happened recently, on which your
words, well, OBA's words, correct my original interpretation:

You all know how I use autofellatio to achieve direct gnosis of intimacy.
It goes way beyond projection, projective identification and transference.
Sometimes it causes retroactive irruptions of clear universe step-changes.

Anyway, there's a lady I encounter weekly (and weakly). Curiously, I feel
no passion to know her, past probably the once or twice I no doubt have,
although she is attractive, a nice age, pleasant, well built, etc.

But last week or so, after encountering her, I left her office and either
had an immediate vision, or a dream later (I forget which) in which she
seemed to leap through a window, as if glassless, which seemed to be in
the same location that her office's front double doors actually occupy.

Now I was thinking window, and trying to place that in some context that
I can understand, like masturbating against a pane of glass or a mirror.

But there shone a certain light, as if from outside, from that window.

By your quote I realize, the window was actually her television screen!

I posit she would not have been in motion, leaping through the window,
unless she were coming, that is, due to her masturbating to TV images.
Certainly that's the lake of fire and brimstone shining out to her, at
least as long as real picture tubes have hot cathodes or halogen lamps.

(Are LED or LCD screens safer?)

Yours truly,
Glenn Scheper
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