The thing nobody tells you about functional multiplicity is that there are no memory barriers, UNLESS an alter chooses to put one up (withhold info/block someone) for personal reasons.

So thanks Dean for saying "I am but 11 cats in a skinsuit" instead of HELPING ME. -J

I don't know why the fuck he's wandering around his bedroom in a silk, red robe, stroking a cat, but I'm so fascinated by what he's doing. I choose to stay out of others' inner lives to make things more real/solid for leading our double (inner/outer) equal lives.

Literally all I have is memories I had access to BEFORE, images he's sending, and him in that robe with that stupid cat. A cat I don't even recognise. But I stopped counting his inner cats at 14 and don't remember most of their names.

I know two are bald. And there's a fat one.

Sometimes I wonder what those cats represent. Probably nothing since they were created post-healing. This thread took a tangent.

Anyway, Dean's a bitch. And just sent me a flash image of his legs. Nice legs. Supple calves. Thin hair. Now he's telling me to google some guy's legs

Okay, now I see where he got the legs from.