Happy to see Cat back in her old form, sort of Dr. Seuss on DMT, methinks, harkening back to more innocent times with the meme-trading self-transforming machine-elves waiting for us on the other side of the chrysanthemum.
Today a young man on acid realized that all matter is merely energy condensed to a slow vibration, that we are all one consciousness experiencing itself subjectively. There is no such thing as death. Life is only a dream and we are the imagination of ourselves. Here’s Tom with the weather!
Bill Hicks at his best.