Slow, ebb/flow of syncopated rhythms echo over a distant landscape that is your mind. Hushed whistles, inchoate sounds merge as a simulacrum of aural tonalities undergirded by an aroused audience. Then, out of the blue, a disembodied voice languidly utters indistinct words. Drop 125-200 mcg, then dawn head-phones, and propel into space. A perfect evening. 🙏🏼🍄🧠
