The Girl With No Brain

11/7/96 10:40 PM  I have received an inspiration for a great story to be titled 'The Girl With No Brain.' Last night I was describing to Vyto how I have determined the nature of the liquid emitted by my pineal gland to be very acidic because of how my body reacts to it. My pineal gland excretes fluid when it is stimulated (stimulus can be any number of things but is most often lunar amplitude) which fills up the head cavity and exerts pressure against the unyielding surrounds. I have been informed that this fluid consists of hormones that communicate throughout my body using electrochemical reactions. In addition to this purpose, at this stage of my physical evolution, it is also acting as a marinade to help dissolve sinews that have grown-in among the sutures between the skull plates (over the thousands of years of the slumbering phase), making them quite rigid. Those sutures need to become elastic again to accommodate the awakening and expansion of the pineal gland as well as the extra fluid it emits. So, among the various contents being conjured by the pineal gland are ingredients that are meant to break down stringy, tenacious tissue.

During what I call a 'pineal cycle,' about a day after the initial squirts I start to feel this fluid seeping through in my eyes, nose and throat. Many divisions inside the head are not as dense as bone. Some are thick mucous membranes that liquid under pressure can penetrate. I get a rash in the corner of my eye-- the inside of my nose gets raw and very sore. I almost gag on the yucky stuff dripping down the back of my throat which makes it raw and sore. When it hits my stomach it has been known to rebel by quickly expelling it, but most often reacts with nausea. When it reaches my intestines, loud rumbling noises emerge as it rambunctiously marches through. When it reaches the end of my road, it emerges as either diarrhea or gas that has a strange, very distinct odor which I have dubbed 'farts from space.'

Observing these reactions along with understanding that this marinade is designed to dissolve tissue, I draw the conclusion that this liquid is highly acidic. As I was explaining this to Vyto, I thought about what an acidic solution could be doing inside my head. I had never thought of that aspect before and the thought was a bit alarming! But after a momentary panic I had a flash scene of my head being opened revealing that there was no brain inside--it had all been dissolved by the pineal juice marinade and replaced by networks of humming circuitry. (Last weekend I saw the movie "Mars Attacks". There is a scene of an autopsy being performed on one of the martians-when the doctor reaches into the brain cavity, he finds nothing but green goo. I exclaimed to Vyto "Look! Pineal juice!")

I was quite tickled and inspired by this imagery. I could make this into a great story! I can call it "The Girl With No Brain." I like it! The storyline would demonstrate the benefits of direct link-up to divine sources and guidance without letting the limited thinking of the mind interfere. As I speculated on this premise, I felt my mind literally blow as it considered the possibility of accessing the divine resources without any of the mind's barriers. For a fleeting moment I actually felt that potential and I earnestly desired to be 'the girl with no brain.'