You Already Have a Reservation

The reason we keep going and going and going downhill on this road is  that we’ve already brought so much of this garbage with us that we just want get to where we thought we wanted to go even though we know it’s not where we want to be when we get there, no matter what, even if it doesn’t.

Tough to argue with that, but let’s do.

As sophisticated and intricate and tiny and big and rewarding and provident and sensational as this universe seems to be when stared at, we often haven’t realized that with its beauty, there is also affordability and portability and availability. Come on over and sit in it.

We’re so used to the state of difficulty of our beloved old model of ignoramosity. And we assume there is no way for such an promising newly-considered hyperparadigm to be user-friendly and let us on it without bucking us off. We just don’t trust it yet- too good to be real, we worry.

Might try it, but we don’t want off our pogo stick, but thanks.

Let’s think, though. It only makes sense that such a beautiful sophistication would be set up for good use and sure-footed results.

A need to have an operator play on this thing is obvious and looking around, we’re the most talented beings on the planet, so it’s our baby! It’s designed for us! Let’s work it.

And it is so well-designed that there’s total room to be on it for you and you and you too. Can you believe it? It’s true and designed that way to let you on, trust me.

So repurpose your pirate ship into a schooner and plug this love thing into it. It’s a big ocean and room for all to zoom.