I made the point somewhere up thread that we seem to have a curious divide between those who have ever been out of their skulls, and those who never have. The lumps and ridges of old energy which lock a being into his head or not impermeable or immoveable, but they are as long as one does nothing about them.

Personal solidity of this type has some advantages and disadvantages. It makes it very "safe" in a short-term view, because no-one can argue with you for mimicking the debilitating entropy and massiness of material forms. Since everyone operating hereabouts agrees with material forms, by necessity, identifying yourself as one is terrific camouflage and a safe solution to all kinds of problematic issues.

On the downside, it attenuates one's own connection with one's own source-hood, sovereignty and creativity. It also sets you up for a painful and confusing transition if your beloved Token, the meat body which you insist is the totality of you, suddenly drops out from under you one day. And this puts you at risk of ending up wherever you end up purely by knee-jerk reaction or blind groping rather than by the pursuit of your own elective affinities.

This, in turn, can lead to long and un-inspiring terms of service in some grungy environment, working as a collier, a dustman, a waitress, or even a politician, Gawd forbid!