Actually, John, while I don't mean to burst your bubble, it's pretty much just you who thinks you're “awake” right now. You’re actually dreaming.
You see, we're all still sitting on that little patch of grass, in utter paradise, under the ancient oak in your favorite meadow by the sea. And at this moment, you're practicing your new in-body-experience technique as you doze in and out of trance.
You're so cute, The Universe |
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| I didn't want to bother you, John, but you were starting to sing that "choo, choo…" song again, snort-laughing. |
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