Honestly now, have you, of late, found yourself enthralled by pleasing stimuli? Please, no nauseating responses like "Aromatherapy shifts my reality" or "After I get rolfed, my heart is more open to love." Instead, think of the good, serendipitous stuff, the random intoxicants that bombard your subcutaneous organs. For example, has a wayward ladybug ever skittered across your unsuspecting nipple? Have the salty, road-worn boots of an itinerant juggler aroused your olfactory membranes? Has an imaginative music video tickled your retinas in the last decade? At the very least, do you ever find yourself sitting on a cornflake, waiting for... More >>>