Guided Meditations

Whenever I feel blue, I just think about how much less fun I’ll be having when I’m dead.

You know… as much as possible.

It’s as simple or as complicated as you make it.

A curated assortment of internal organs for your consideration.

Getting to know you, getting to know all about you.

Delivered in a fugue state, I can tell you very little about this meditation.

Way better than the pretentious kind.

Boiled, steamed, fried, sautéed, and baked in a mille-feuille crust.

Not really.