If there is an all-powerful, all-knowing force that comprises all of existence, I don’t believe we reach It through deep meditation or a powerful “trip.” We don’t need to—It’s always there and we can’t help but be It, and we certainly can’t escape It. If It exists, I believe It’s indulging in a fantasy where It’s composed of separate parts, so that It may appreciate Its own benevolence through every conceivable perspective, and that “we” are simply It’s dreams.
If there is a God, I don’t trip that I’m It, (S)He’s tripping that (S)He’s Kent.


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