There is no one right way to travel astrally. That is the first piece of advice I can give you which is useful, and not all covered in crumbs and lint, like advice other people might give you. I always have my advice dry-cleaned before I even think of handing it out to be passed around and examined.
So if your way to travel is not my way, and my way is not your way, then you take your way and I'll take mine, and I'll be in Scotland afore ye!
The second piece of advice I can give you (for those of you who are counting) is never to astral-travel in your 'birthday suit'. This is paramount and nothing to sneeze at, but if you do please use a kleenex. I don't think I need go into detail here, aside from saying those who are caught without their pajamas or nightie should expect to need those cans of mace I mentioned earlier, in spades. But where you are going to carry them, don't ask me. I carry mine in my housecoat pockets.
The third piece of advice I can provide (yes I know, you are still counting, you little persnickety fudge-pot) is to stay close to home on your first outing. It is not advisable to go gallivanting off to parts unknown until you have some experience with parts known--namely don't leave your bedroom on your first flight. Just float around it, and examine things--like those socks you tossed on the floor thinking your wife would pick them up and of course, being the responsible woman she is, she didn't, knowing you and your sloppy ways are never to be corrected by her picking up after you.
I have a number of other tips, but let us just leave those for now, lying with my dirty socks on the floor, and get down to some actual travelogues of trips I have taken in my vast and far-reaching journeys into the astral-plane.
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