This is not making it.

This is making it.

What is this?

An unedited conversation between two best friends?

Sure it is.

What kind of preparation do we do before we record?

None.

Life is the preparation.

Someone once said it's not for everyone.

We love that.

Two monks seeking out their own reflection.

The iris of the other.

Two monks unable to focus. In lock step, a dance of chaos emerges. And yeah, we accept gifts. I, for one, could use Asana. Yes, we're humiliated. You think we're not embarrassed to have a podcast? This is a side project. However, it's eclipsed all other elements of our lives. The goal is always ascension, be it through Celsius or fiction. And no, Celsius is not a sponsor yet. Much like Michael Angelo, God saw a podcast in the rock and carved us to set it free. Guess what I fucking found out. About your past life? You're ready for this? Don't tell me, wait. Fine, tell me. None. Well, yeah, me too. See you at the convent. Were you with that? Only a thousand lifetimes. I'm still trying to get back there. Be careful, because once you cross the threshold and enter this community and this world, you will be listening to this podcast constantly. It will seep into every area of your life. I mean, in the 90s, they promoted chips with once you pop, you can't stop,

and the nation sank under addiction. So is it right for us to invite people to a podcast that

they will be addicted to? We think so. There are worse drugs out there than us. We're a couple

of nice gals. Two best friends, both alike in dignity.

Nurturing phantoms and courting the muse.

The hag divines when something must die.

Yes, that was poog.

But this is huge.

The ego loves to seek.

But never to find.

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