I love my Osteopath. He is a legally blind Albino who uses colour to guide his touch and coerce the muscles. I say coerce because his touch is so light - like a muscle whisperer. On top of years of anatomical and professional practice, he uses synesthetic feedback as a tool.
I watched the osteo treat my son's sore back the other day. As he worked he described dark purple muscles with sinewy strands of green running through them. These are what he needed to knead out to clear the tension and ease the discomfort. Purple is the colour he says, of my muscles too, and after a while they become a softer, lighter shade, eventually becoming a nice healthy pink under his magic touch.
They are synesthetes. The have Fantasia-like orgasms, count by colour and can taste your name. I'm dead envious and determined to catch it.
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