The Elysian Fields Morphogenetic Field Trip: Quick note from Cosmic Mom

“Hey everyone! Just a quick note to let you know that we are all about to return to love, our home, as humankind is starting a process of evolution that will finally see us rid ourselves of our shitty karma and just figure it out, there’ll be a lot of rejoycing, and I think you should look forward to it! Got to go, luv Cosmic Mom” – found that sticking to the caramel palm tree while waiting for the newspaper taxies. Three women sitting on a bench wearing Amanita Muscara dresses are singing softly as dense clouds of red vapor are rising from their hearts. And the vapor materializes into a dense soft net that reaches out into vast fractals encompassing the entirety of the planet and in fact the entire universe (which is shaped exactly like the earth, if you go straight in line you end up where you were), and there, in the midst of that raging orgasm of love, you see a mirror, and you see yourself and that you are everything in it, then everything turns white.