#crow What if we discovered that what we had been thinking of as force lines, conduits of magic, were actually roads, trails, highways, used invisibly by beings we had been completely oblivious of—their “cars,” so to speak, were entirely accidentally our energy source—until they disappeared even from invisibility, and the magic rapidly started to fade How is that conected with this other part, that I got while walking to Aldi: Suburbia is a salvia dream you got stuck in. You would think you would, on jolting awake, sigh with relief, shake your head, have a laugh, roll a cigarette, stretch back on the couch and marvel and reflect, and get on with your magical exciting life—you’re a pirate after all! You’re the people in the treehouses just beyond the beaches! The people with the glowing lanterns!—but see there’s a catch. You have to go back because you had a family there, during the five minutes in which you lived half a lifetime, and you need to go back in and rescue them. Just whatever you do, do NOT forget who you really are and where you really live. Figure out some system to keep reminding yourself, keep checking, keep testing—is this the right reality? Is this? Is this? Oh and work this in somehow: https://blog.stephenwolfram.com/2019/07/mitchell-feigenbaum-1944-2019-4-66920160910299067185320382/