I’ve done some crazy stuff in the past.
Hell, I’m doing crazy stuff NOW.
At first, I told myself it was to open my mind.
So I could become a better copywriter.
A better musician.
A better composer.
Free from the self-hate.
One who can tap into a deeper, more creative power.
But now... it’s for different reasons.
Reasons I’m still not able to properly enunciate.
At least not in a way mortal minds can grasp.
I want something more.
Something higher.
To reach a higher level.
A greater frequency.
Pure, unadulterated 528 Hz.
To look... if only once... into the essence that is pure possibility.
Where there is no time... no past... no future.
Only presence.
Without the limits of this temporary avatar we call a body.
And maybe... just MAYBE... get a little poontang, too.
Oh come one. I HAD to lighten things up. I’ve got street cred I gotta keep up, ya know.
And no, I’ve not REALLY been doing mescaline. (Even though this email sounds like it was written by a guy tripping on something.
The truth is, I AM tripping.
Click here to find out the substance I’ve been indulging in. That’s the topic on this week’s episode of Off The Chain.
All the best,
Doberman Dan
