in light in!

Rene Des Carts was a drunken fart

Imagine a more weird Enlightenment.

In this one, that old French dude wrote: I love, therefore I am.

Let’s create an Enlightenment that’s a little less serious. One where our heads are in our hearts and our hearts are on our sleeves and there are whoopie cushions everywhere you might want to park your ass.

Let’s create an Enlightenment that’s beyond reasonable. Sure, we’ll have reason. AND feeling AND impulse all knitting together at one end and unraveling at another. Think of it as the scarf of Sisyphus - an endless yarn being knotted one moment and untied the next - pulled apart by joyful kittens wearing bunny suits who tap dance to the Bee Gees.

In light in! We’ll all meow while chasing laser pointers across the floor.

And you’ll pull out your best cat pantomime act. Together, we’ll wicker at the crows. (we’ll get along super well if you like to talk to crows too)

As for now, what does the path to Enlightenment look like?

It’s Sunday. Lie in a sunbeam. Pretend you’re a cat. Gaze hungerl…