White Rabbit
Jefferson Airplane
One pill makes you larger
And one pill makes you small
And the ones that mother gives you
Don't do anything at all
Go ask Alice
When she's ten feet tall
And if you go chasing rabbits
And you know you're going to fall
Tell 'em a hookah-smoking caterpillar
Has given you the call
Call Alice
When she was just small
When the men on the chessboard
Get up and tell you where to go
And you've just had some kind of mushroom
And your mind is moving low
Go ask Alice
I think she'll know
When logic and proportion
Have fallen sloppy dead
And the White Knight is talking backwards
And the Red Queen's off with her head
Remember what the dormouse said
Feed your head
Feed your head
#tunestr
Our essence is transmundane.
Deny the denial of truth.
before choice (which is in itself an illusion), there was only oneness. That oneness is still there, and always will be. our choice in the illusion is our way of awakening to our reality of eternal oneness.
we fear our innocent Self.
there is literally nothing in this dream world except our mind’s power to choose between truth or illusion, spirit or ego.
Every hour and minute, even each second, you choose between truth and illusion, guilt or guiltlessness.
Life is of the mind and in the mind.
We are asleep and must be awakened.
We are more afraid of love and joining than of death.
purple ostrich for the win
we are (still) so early
i looked at this now im in food coma
i would say “bitcoin fixes this” but the debt mindset wont easily be fixed by the hardest money in mankind.
nostr tends to interfere with my normal life activities. it’s a choice, though. im a sucker for a good decentralized protocol in which i can speak my mind and not be censored.