And now for the secret ingredient… fear.

This reminds me of my last and final salvia trip. I fell through a black hole (my black papasan chair) and landed in the Steamboat Willie cartoon, except the colors were black, white, and evil. Then a giant red theater curtain fell on me, and I was back in reality, except everything was made of squares that were rotating on their vertical axis.

If I had a penny for every “this new stuff will never work” or "this new stuff will never take off "and then it did, I could probably afford nice dinner.

You pass butter!

Oh my god…

Yeah welcome to the club

My spouse is now mocking me because I giggled in front of a picture of ingredients. “Ooooh funny… ingredients… oh … oh … oh…”