Intergalactic Gargle Blaster

I have discovered a new cocktail and given it an old name. If the Intergalactic Gargle Blaster is a registered trademark I will have to rethink, but the effect of this cocktail is to render all cognitive faculties pretty useless. Mind Bomb or Blender might get close but who knows.

The ingredients are :

One X-class Solar Flare. One transatlantic flight. One Uranus Pluto T square (preferably the last of seven). One eclipse. One vague idea of who you are. Add lemon according to taste.

The instructions are:

Mix all of the above slowly and deliberately over a period of seven days. Find yourself a world class multi-dimensional facilitator and join the workshop. Spin gently at first until slightly disoriented and then jump head first into the blender with the ingredients.

There are no instructions beyond this point because it has never been experienced before, but my suggestion is to wander around aimlessly dribbling from the corner of your mouth looking for the woman in the red dress from the Matrix. Avoid conversation which involves difficult questions such as "whats your name?" or "where are you from?"

Side effects include spontaneous laughter, amplified curiosity (this really is the weirdest place!) near total discombobulation and a strange feeling of complete deconstruction.

that's about as much sense as you will get out of me this week,

In the words of the Clash,go easy, tread lightly, stay free 

With love

Bill