Another weekend arrived with leftover alcohol and departed with fresh frost, a sky smiling puffy politician teeth and minty breath. How are things in your world?
Dissatisfaction is spreading here like a zombie infestation. Behind the bullshit practiced glitz, after brandished pistols and cowboy hats, just under guilt-laden indulgence in secret the true national past-time of America is wishing for something more.
I want to be so happy my smile lines have wrinkles. I want to be more successful than Donald Trump but keep my mohawk. I want a forehead smooth as silk. I want my celulite plastered over the tabloids. I want to be pain-free without heroin. In love without compromise. Rich without worry. Gluttonous without obesity. Free without danger. As each want is attained or lost more hydra head desires spring from the stumps.
You can't always get what you want. In fact most of the time you will not get what you want. But if you open your eyes and look just right you can see that there is always hope. Today someone will fall in love. Today someone will get an operation to turn from a man into a woman. Someone will fly a kite on an endless hill tripping over grazing sheep, someone will fish through a hole in ice, and many someones with sad faces will look back on the past with regret as gravity pulls frown lines into the center of their sweet foreheads.
In Kundalini Yoga, the sixth chakra of enlightenment associated with clairvoyance and telepathy is represented by an eye in the center of the forehead, which is directly over the penial gland. The penial gland releases the serotonin that makes psychadelic experience so profound, it shivers when you see dead people, it flicks the fires of pyrokinesis with a zippo and it converts light into energy to fuel spiritual healing. On it's days off it watches soap operas while you sleep. If dopamine is the catalyst for all pleasure, serotonin is the secret source of the lost river of miracles.
Anger creates wrinkles over this spiritual brain-spot, pressing skin back into the magic behind your ego. Some cultures adorn this area with jewelry. Botox injects poison directly into it, turning iris of the third eye black. Does this mean that unibrows are the overgrown eyelashes of the soul?
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