There is no real me, only an entity, something illusory, and though I can hide my cold gaze and you can shake my hand and feel flesh gripping yours and maybe you can even sense our lifestyles are probably comparable: I simply am not there.
Think you're an accomplished shaman? Check out the source code on reality, and see if you can handle it.
Inin nemilizpohualiztli ca yancuic pohualiztli in huelquizaliztli in achtotlaca ihuan achtocihuatl intlacatiliz
ipan Inic Macuilli Tonatiuh, Nahui Ollin, tocahui. Inin nemiliz pohua in totatah, tonanah inpehualiz,
nican, Anahuac.
I tired more than once to tell you, to communicate what I know. You did not or could not listen. You can not show to anyone what she has not seen.
It's time to pull the cosmic trigger...
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I am also a practicing Dudeist Minister...
'Mix the holy beverage;
Embrace the rug that ties the room together.
Your arms and legs will rise and move;
Then return to rest,
All while sipping a Caucasian,
You'll be there, man,
Totally unspoiled.
A reading from The Dude De Ching...