• TURN THE KEY. DROP A SMILE INTO THE CHAMBER OF A ’76 CHEVY. AIM IT DOWN ROUTE 101 TOWARDS THE TRUTH OF ALL CONSCIOUSNESS. DON’T SAY, “CHEESE”, SAY, “GOOD MORNING.” WE’RE ALL TOURISTS HERE. WELCOME TO A PLACE WITH ONLY A WORKING TITLE. I BET YOU CAUGHT EVERY GREEN LIGHT ON THE WAY IN. THE NATURAL HABITAT FOR THE GREAT-WHITE-TOOTHED AGENT SELLING SEASIDE, PRE-FABRICATED DREAMS. NO STAIRS NECESSARY IN THIS ABODE. WE HAVE TRANSCENDED ENOUGH TO GET YOU SAFELY TO YOUR PENTHOUSE. OUT BACK WE’VE GOT THE EXIT, BUT WE CALL IT THE BEGINNING. A BLACK HOLE TRAP RIGGED TO FLIP OFF TIME AND SPACE. CASH? SORRY. WE TAKE AMEX, MASTERCARD, AND VISA FOR THIS DAY TRIP THROUGH THE LOOKING GLASS. PAY THE FARE, TEAR THE TICKET STUB, TAKE THE TRIP. I THOUGHT CALIFORNIA WOULD BE DIFFERENT. AH WELL. WHO CARES. I THINK I’M GONNA STAY.
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Pull the handbrake. Stop Earth mid-lecture and half spin. It’s about time we stepped off.

 

This blue and green brick called home is poised and ready to shatter the delicatemasquerade of reality.

 

Give me leisure to last a lifetime. The antidote for monotony’s venom. 

 

A tropical paradise worthy of a freeway billboard, with a kitsch slogan, and a smiling couple to match.

 

Tie your daydreams end to end like sheets ready for the great escape. 

 

The thickets are hacked back, and everything is clear.

 

Whisper the safe word to a shitty day. The password to nirvana.

 

Say it with me. Repeat it to be sure.

 

JUNGLES JUNGLES