Reality seems to be heading toward uncharted levels of mass dumbed-down consciousness, now accelerated by the creation of AI. Although some might benefit from it—amplifying awareness, handling mundanities, and enabling deeper presence—humanity’s fields are already destined to separate: on one hand, those leaping into a new perception of reality; on the other, compost. Good premium fertilizer for a vibrational universe that keeps expanding anyway.
So this dramatic philosophical fart is done. All is good, nothing to worry about. Grab a cell phone in one hand, put a Dorito in your pocket, and jump into the cosmology of your consciousness. Squeeze a banana and surf the timeless void of a black hole. Come back to bed—the milk and eucalyptus isn’t hot anymore.