Looks like I need a sawzall to remove the oven door before the rest of this contraption will make it down the stairs. Need to fill two holes in the wall after the electrician did his work. It will be a busy summer/ fall planning/ fixing. Looking for a way to make a simile out of the cellular thought ideas and the position of musical ideas. Still waiting for it to hit me on the head. My friend the spine expert is an hallucinogen fan. He encourages me to travel along with him sometime. I can’t understand the attraction. Once upon a time it was indeed useful but also left me disinclined to return. It just would seem to me like going backwards. The terms they use are also confusing – microdosing. I doubt very much it means just a little. I do not think there is a tiny bit of acid or a wee touch of mushrooms or an itsy bitsy trip of peyote. I bet arriving there always includes a proper consciousness interruption at high speed. I think I caught that wave and am still surfing, but this tempo suits me better.