You are literally describing my first salvia trip. It was like… falling out? of a film real? And then seeing the frames whizzing past, along with film reals (frames) of all these other perspectives everywhere… and then falling BACK into a string of film, but it wasn’t mine. And there were the clowns. And they were as surprised to see me as I was them. And as fast as I had fell in, I fell back out, and snapped back into my film reel, and BAM back into reality, laughing my face off.

All of maybe 3 minutes, probably less.

Please try.

What you don’t like being transported to the evil clown dimension?

Maybe Europe should take the fight. Might end up being able to charge US ships a cool milly for passage in the N. Atlantic.

Well… I mean. It kinda is?

As in, if you’re hackles aren’t entirely raised, your gonna be bamboozled

Or they could just run it like they did pre 2003 when CBP was invented?

Art of the deal?

I’ll take it.

Yeah I actually listened through twice. Its got a good hook.

And like, propaganda doesn’t have to be lies.

🤌

Damn, propaganda really doesn’t have any right to go that hard.

Well. When do you think you’ll die?

cease-firen’t

cease-firen’t

the hardrive just out in the wild, living life like it was meant to be lived.

ok. rude.

That’s paddle boarding water

You could uh… Hang a calendar on your fridge?

That was my initial thought.