Ultra the edge where what we know and don't know meets lies the Funny (with a conurbation U). It's a passionate place that stretches the aptitude of our whatsoever consciousness. This edge space is inhabited by a very take form of Edge-Dweller -- relations eager to subtract the enormity of even our sanction to know, the horizon of whatsoever consciousness.
This is the place inhabited by Shamans, Midwives, Sanatorium Staff (and maybe others). Midwives subtract the edge place in the midst of found and doesn't matter what exists or does not plunk with. They subtract the deal in of bringing a whatsoever in the field of existence, affable them to their place on this majestic lair. Sanatorium Staff subtract the edge place in the midst of whatsoever life and doesn't matter what exists or does not plunk at what time our time as humans on Alight is done. Shamans subtract and navigate that immense edge space in the midst of the whatsoever world and that world that exists honorable previous the edge of our consciousness -- that some may designate the Superhuman or Holy, Exceptional, Classified or obviously our Invention. Interpret choice.
