Wow, I just stumbled on in whats up farmers. This convo is a trip for real, hey at @grayarea I got one for you. Seems like it will fit the mood and tempo
If your shimmying up a telephone pole and your rear axle breaks, How many pancakes will it take to shingle the doghouse? Fuck that's absurd, everyone knows butterflies dont bury their dead.......... :ninja::smoking:
I would really like to evolve enough like the OP so that I could respond to your thoughts, but alas, I cannot. It's like the spring rains around the cape in Africa, the homeland of some people and their people's people. Not like Kanye's people, but more like Kenya's people. This is the key to opening your mind to the possibilities of freeing your mind. This starts with being able to understand and interpret things 'correctly', and I don't have the wisdom [or time], but perhaps mr. area can open our eyes. Perhaps he can help us make the connection between a woman destroying a priceless work of art, versus a college dropout instagram 'model' who puts a stick through a picture of burj al arab.
The next step of our journey is a bit, different. In that, you drink a bottle of nyquil, and wait for your journey to begin. Here is an account of someone seeing the light in the dark, someone who took the knowledge available and showed the rest of us the way to the oracle, the answerer of all things, the protector of our universe, which is only defined by the boundaries of the individual, not the collective group and society. Once you drill down past the distractions, you arrive at this thread, and by the time you realize that you are not yet on the level of those above us like mr. area. Open your mind.
An account of someone trying to find the answer:
"Within 30 minutes my hearing began to change: it was was like every word I or my friend said was pitched down considerably until it sounded like a growling or rumbling. This effect lasted untill well after the actual experience. Afer another 10 minutes I felt catatonic: transfixed in a motionless position. Eventually i probably fell over on my side and lay there, unable to move. I suddenly saw myself walking through the desert, the same we were currently in, until I arrived at a lonely house in the middle of nowhere. I went inside and came into what looked like a doctor's waiting room. Several indians were sitting there, apparently waiting to meet the "doctor". Eventually, it was my turn to enter the doctors office. Behind a desk there was a "man" looking like a giant peyote cactus, all green and with a "crown" like the fluffy rosette on top ofd a peyote. The man spoke, introduced himself as "doctor Roskowski" or something like that. Then he (it?) asked me " what was my reason to come and visit him?" I did not know what to answer and said something like " well, uhuhuhuh , I uuh just took some cactus to see what it was like..." He immediately went furious and made me understand that I was wasting his time and that people came to him for very good reasons, for advice etc. So he ordered someone to kick me out and told me to leave the area immediately. and I was literally kicked out of the house and was back in the desert. I walked through the desert for a long time until i saw my friend walking towards me in the distance"
I'm pretty sure the intern at the ward left the internet on.
Jumpin, welcome to the party.