Inner Travel Beyond the Gates of Perception

This is when I started to see the table waving. Literally. "Wow! "I said, "Did you see that? The table is undulating!" The server turned around, like WTF (although the expression did not yet exist). Sony gave me a kick under the table. « OK, guys, let’s move on!, » he said. We paid the bill and left. I was laughing nervously. It’s not only the table that was waving, it was all the set! People included.

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