Now administering third-eyed drops.

Welcome, welcome wonder-dippers.

That feeling when someone says something you've also thought about extensively

and you immediately feel a deeper kinship with them.

What a nice little psychic smooch that is.

It's a beautiful little glistening piece of evidence

that despite totally different life experiences, housing a different brain

and a different genetic structure,

we do share something mysterious and common.

We can somehow seemingly occupy the same exact psychic space

as another human despite our innumerable physical and circumstantial differences.

Beautiful stuff to feel.

Of course the opposite is also true.

Perhaps even more true in that you are bound to run into a barrage of people

who seem to be living in a totally foreign, unrelated reality tunnel to your own.

That might as well just be straight up NPCs or something

because they're navigating the world in such an odd way.

But I'm sticking with the rose-colored version with the optimistic iteration

at least this time because this my milled was just such an occasion of intellectual harmony

in that I've done a number of pods with Scott Carney in the past

and I've always enjoyed them, but this one really was the one that I just felt like things were clicking.

They were clicking right from the jump, particularly our shared thoughts on consciousness

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