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Hi Bobby,

This is very creative and futuristic and we all wish you well with it. In

the technology envisioned by Andrew, myself, and Gloria, people could use

diaper belts and powerfully channel the human gas phenomena to fly in the

sky and make short trips to the supermarket. Ultimately, as the technology

is perfected we would expect less traffic jams on highways and even less

reliance on the airlines.

I know these are powerful ideas which we are releasing. I would ask the list

to take the time to digest them and perhaps move on to other topics for now.

Thanks and love to all

Harsha

bgbbyg (AT) aol (DOT) com wrote:

Dear... -groupThere is a science fiction angle ripe for the picking on

this desirous gas issue.The book jacket would read something like

this.At a far foggy distant future, energy resources are depleted and

technology has de-evolved, eliminating hi-tech answers to the need for

leisure class conspicuous consumption. While millions of lower class

people are fitted with bags for collection of the valuable fuel

allowing them to have an otherwise unattainable standard of living,

powerful scions of inherited wealth and their families squander the

last remaining dregs of dignity from a thoroughly deflated general

populace by joy riding in hi-power gas vehicles and ironically

bursting the anal bubbles of the poor with gas powered

projectiles.One lone non-dualist gumshoe, Flatch Eulance, who has

refused to wear the bulbous rear accoutrement for colleting nature's

digestive revenge, is called to th

e mansion of wealthy self-made fart magnate Hiram (Pooter) Bean.Flatch

is not only to discover to his dismay that Pooter wants him to find

who has murdered his gardener and botanist (who had discovered a

valuable herbal additive for increasing intestinal gas) but that

Pooter is married to the voluptuous and intelligent non-dualist

starlet of his speculative fantasies, Dreamy Rax herself.Not only

must Flatch search for clues in a society which disdains his very

existence, which he himself questions continually, but he must

conduct interviews of suspects where every conversation is

continuously interspersed with and accentuated by the distinctive

sound associated with the movement of a volume of gas through a

constricted valve.If you like good mysteries follow the serial

adventures of Flatch Eulance in "Pooter's Dilemma". Well, how do you

like it. It's just an outline but it allowed me to use some otherwise

wa

sted theta brainwaves which have been fermenting for awhile due to a

constipative art project I have been malingering over.Much LoveBobby

G., professorhkl@n... wrote:

jb wrote:

When a saint farts, it's called spontaneous behavior.When a child

farts, it's called uneducated.Who can smell the difference?Not Jan...

***************************************Jan, the sense of smell

declines sharply after a certain age. This

is

documented in the medical literature. Usually other senses

compensate to

some extent.The question you raise (about who can tell the difference)

can be addressed empirically by the way. Perhaps if the utility of the

 

answer

could be demonstrated, there would be some research funding for

such a

project.We would need at least a 100 people to be "smellers." Naturally

many

Sanghis would volunteer (and hopefully Dan and David will lead the

way,

this being of special interest). Then we would have to request a few saints to sign up (perhaps

Mike,

Jill, Mira, Gloria, Eric, Kheyala, Bruce, Greg, and many others

here).

The next step would be to feed them the appropriate diet and put

the

"smellers" to work. The data should be pretty easy to analyze.I don't

know exactly where this thread is headed but we seem to

have a

pretty good mixture of science and mysticism, don't you all think?Harsha

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