Third eye drops are intended for open-minded adults.

Now administering third eye drops. Greetings and I'm just going to let it fly my darling friends. I'm just going to do my best to sum up the

bumbastic interdimensional explosions on my psyche and my soul, which I guess, according to the

ancient Greeks, was the same thing.

I quite like that actually, thinking of the soul and the

psyche as the same thing.

But anyway, what is going to follow this ramble is our valiant yet absolutely feeble attempt to articulate the low, low, hellish torture and the high, high, high, heavenly gifts that this experience cursed and blessed us with, which, in retrospect, I have to say I'm completely grateful for all of it, all of the torture

and the blessings.

But I also have to say that I have a whole new appreciation for the wonder of stability.

I know I mentioned this on the pod but it bears repeating this stability that we are

within right now absolutely astounds me.

Especially now that I've experienced the true chaos and flux that's out there.

I remember after the wild torturous fractal cavalcade of madness that was ceremony number one, if that's not obvious. When I came down and

return to normalcy, the thought of, oh, thank you God, thank you. Thank you,

thank you for your order, thank you for your logo airing, uh, logos or divine reason or whatever it is that glues reality together.

Thank you for the unerring stability and cohesiveness and consistency of everyday life.

Really, that is the most mind-blowing miracle of all, that rock-sollid,

solid unflinchingness of everyday reality.

Yet we're all just bored by it.

We're all just constantly taking it for granted. We're all just walking around as if the beauty of a tree is normal, as if our

uncle is annoying, as if that bird that flew by isn't noteworthy when in truth it's a

it's a giant ocean of miracles it's I know it sounds like I just dumped not show cheese all over this

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