Third eye drops are intended for open-minded adults.

Now at the Ministry of Third Third-I-drops. Cosmic gratitude for once again curating your consciousness with our particular ontological pheromone.

I'm sticking with that. I like it. It makes just enough sense but not too much. If things make too much

you're definitely going down the wrong path. But for those of you who are

poking their non-local head through our

digital threshold for the first time, which I feel like could be a good number of

you considering we have the infinitely lovely and talented Amanda Sage on this episode.

Welcome and I am humbled to wiggle waveforms into you, my dear sentient sack of star dust, my patchily bearded

visage is not worthy of you. There are so many fantastic angles to this mind meld with

Amanda. I have sat and marveled at a number of them actually, but something I keep

coming back to is the paradoxical nature of our interconnected

separateness.

Here we are as distinct beings with unique inner worlds appearances, preoccupations, genetics, and free will.

Yet we are comprised of the very same molecules, the very same carbon and oxygen and nitrogen.

I think that's mostly what we're made up of. And that doesn't even broach the more

esoteric somat-type interconnectedness we can plug our brains into if they are tuned properly.

Yet from that soupie atomic Gnostic network,

we get this persistent distinctness. And as that blossoms, wow, do we become self-important,

our egos swell, our problems seem gargantuan, so much so that we start to deify that separateness,

hoard it, protect it, elevate it, all the while forgetting that we are but a fleeting flicker of a thought and

a dendrite of the almighty tapestry of intelligence that we emerged from and

will one day disappear back into.

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