Third eye drops are intended for open-minded adults.

Now administering third eye drops. Rejoes, friend, for you are here and you are breathing and living in a world of wonder

and puppies and brotherhood connectedness, breathing, Rick and morty, hugs, avocados, couches,

Kendrick Lamar,

Silasibbon, incredible gatherings of sweet people,

much like the Whitma event that took place last week.

And on that note, much love to all that were in attendance. It was truly, truly

lovely. And now that we've rejoiced, curse! For you are also in a world of disease, discontent, death rot, and to save time

the opposite of everything delicious and sensational that I just mentioned.

Really though, take a moment to conjure up the cutest, sweetest creature you can, some snugly lover with doughy cartoon eyes, like some

sort of domesticated otter kitten hybrid with big anime

fennic fox rabbit ears, like something just made for loving and snuggles.

You got it?

Good, because that thing or something very close to it is currently dying and awful, savage, slow, gruesome, and just unfair death.

Statistically, it just is.

And the point of that bummer of a dichotomy is that this is a world of contradiction of fuzzy edges where nothing is ever certain except a persistent gray area, a constant coming and going.

And that truth seems to reverberate throughout everything, no matter how much you drill down into it,

the nature of reality is eternally that way. There's always another shoulder shrug. There's always more doubt. There's always

more questions. It strikes again and again. And I guess that's why we have science and philosophy at all. That questioning, that wonder is just an intrinsic

part of our nature. And I'm listening to myself,

so I know that that sort of endless

recursive process sounds kind of agnostic

...