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So, you take, let us assume, a third toke; long and slow. You vaporize, and you take it in, and in, and in... And there is a sound, like the crumpling of a plastic bread wrapper, or the crackling of the flames. And a tone... A tone. And...

And there is this...

There is a cheer; the gnomes have learned a new way to say 'hooray'.

The walls, such they be, are crawling with geometric hallucinations.

The walls, such they be, are crawling with geometric hallucinations. Very brightly coloured, very iridescent. Deep sheens and very highly reflective surfaces. Everything is machine-like and polished and throbbing with energy. But that is not what immediately arrests my attention. What arrests my attention is the fact, that this space is inhabited.

And so, like jeweled self-dribbling basketballs, these things come running forward, and what they are doing with this visible language that they create is they are making gifts! They are making gifts for you and they will say...