For the life of me, I can't remember when the black hole associated with hats having a database of where they came from, what you did when you were there, or what the verbal imagery intuitively attached to the nomenclature stitched into the fabric of time at the moment of inception lay raw on memoirs to be announced at each dawning of the cap came into my brainwaves, but just figure when it happened it was always there.
I took it upon myself when I am in the mood, and I am doing something to promote the neurons to fire and create new braincells to wince with folly over, to use this particular Alpha States to give back to others what the moment in Nature is initiating upon myself. In other words, I don the cap of some adventure, put the person I recall that is attached to the hat in some imaginative way and where it to the event. Upon reflection in any given moment, that ethereal wave of excitation is strewn out into the Universe, and unfolds into that person's consciousness, weather they are aware of it or not. It can be picked up, in a quantum way, or a metaphysical way, if you will, in the past, present or future and used to awaken numerous pathologies of magic.
In this way I don't have to take a digital picture, or scribble a diatribe on the monitor to amuse myself or send physical evidence of some type, I just let the non physical side of my personality unfold in whatever comes my or your way. That my dear friends comes in a dessert way into your intellectual perimeters to satisfy your meanderings and musings. A fond farewell to your follies.
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