I could still write a long list of things my Mind has collected to describe who I am. The more connections I have, the more the line blurs between what I remember as Time flows by in this 3D human reality .
My core settings are not entirely human. My genetics are different than 99% of my fellow humans. I’ve lived most of my life, from early childhood, disengaged from the three-dimensional Human Experience. Not connected to life by strong beliefs, desires, and attachments. Watching my Mind create my life as a Producer might, with minimal direction. I’ve kept a loose grip on my rudder and have passed though with as little wake in my path as possible. I’m certainly not proud of my species. Mankind’s hubris has taken us down some very deep and disturbing rabbit holes.
Glossophobia is one of the most common fears amongst humans. For most of us, it eclipses snakes, heights, and for some, even death. I signed up for a weekend workshop on acting and improvisation in the late 1970’s, in an attempt to conquer it in myself. It seemed in my best interest to retain fear of heights and snakes don’t need my affection.