Trying altered states again

Returning to a time when I lay down to "work," closing my eyes. Let the mind, which evolved through an ancient process, show me images & things.

"Things" is the best way to describe what swims in unconscious thought; my conscious self is only the tip of the iceberg.

Ate comfort foods today. The sugar splits my head, it hurts. Dirty toxic energy?

Will tap into the humor & melancholy down there beneath my tiny consciousness...