We are but Psychedelic Monkeys. There is no need to repress your psychedelic nature. Sleep is the only reality because it is the psychedelic reality. This reality is only a synthesis of the organs of sense perception meant for survival in the jungle. This reality is not real. It’s only for the senses, so they can survive. The true reality is psychedelic. Because there is no reality. It’s all about change. The only real thing is change. Which also changes. Changes turn still, and s…tillness changes and that entire system becomes still and changes and this lies in a bigger system, which follows the same chaotic intentions of the Universe.
It’s all about you. And you are about change. And so this is all about you. Your thoughts. Your opinions. Your ideas. Your conclusions. Your sexuality. Your mind. Your body. Your soul.
You. Without you, the Universe does not exist. All of this exists for you, because of you. And what ‘this’ is… is you. You exist in all time and in all space. You ARE the Universe.
Such is the beauty of life. Change. Paradox. The serpent. Slithering… moving… always changing. Waves… slithering.