Calling all New York Area Wonderlings.

On September 21st, I and a number of fascinating folk from Mind Pod Network and beyond will collectively

bring our bodies to the beautiful Neue House located at 110 East 25th Street

for the first ever Wittsma event at which there will be a number of talks, panels,

live music and other ontologically arousing goings on. Get the full lineup and other specifics at

Wittma live.com and if you use the coupon code high vision you will get 20% off of your ticket. Hope to share air with you there.

Third eye drops are intended for open-minded adults.

Now administering third eye drops. Sometimes I actually think it would be a blessing to just be born into a circumstance, to just be

kicked down the path of destiny or maybe to be a little bit more optimistic,

born with some sort of outlandish, singular talent, so that I wouldn't have to waste time tossing and turning or

pacing around in perpetual paralysis analysis deciding what I want to do. It's been an anxiety through my whole life. You know,

you're asked from the time you are, you can speak. What do you want to be? What do you want to do? And although to an

extent I've chosen a path that I do poor creativity and curiosity energy into, that being the vessel of third eye drops, it

always feels unfinished or half-assed or like there's something more I should be doing.

But I suspect that we all feel that way a certain percentage fraudulent imposter syndrome, I've heard it, called.

However, I think it's less of the syndrome

than a feature of just being a human, right? Of course I'm totally doing some convenient, modern, well-marbled kind of

corn-fed belly-aking here.

It could be so much worse.

I could have been born a hundred years ago

as a shit shovel, as a shit shoveler's assistant

or something, which I guess would be the guy who has to move the pile of

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