42 Room Chateaux
“Ok heading up to my reading room.”
Some folks think it would be a drag to live in a single room.
But what they DON’T know is that years ago when I lived in Coconut Grove Miami, I had an isolation tank on my porch. And using it every night for almost two years, both with and without vitamin K. One issue arose. Despite traveling to places deep deep in universe/mind I would always return to the reality I set out from.
I quickly put a plan in place. I developed a technique based on one of John Lilly’s programs I found in his book Simulations of God. Whereby I would step into the tank from my current reality and practice getting out in a suitable parallel reality where only one very tiny detail was different.
By doing this every night for such a long time I reasoned I could hop my way into realities that were incredibly different. I may be native to this reality, I may still be in my tank, I may have hoped my way here.
That’s the one undesirable outcome; As the differences in these parallel realities are so minute, one can never be totally sure of the past or the future.
One thing I can do is live in a single room. Because that room is many different rooms in many different realities, with just a slight difference each.
Sometimes a reading room or library. Sometimes a bedroom or study. One is/was an alien musician’s room, full of strange instruments never seen before.
Anyway, now that I have the ability to do the “in-one-tank-and-out-through-another” trick, only sans tank, this one small room is all I need.
This is a 42 room chateaux.
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