Located somewhere in the world, in a large city whose name I really shouldn’t reveal, is a small band of urban nomads who call themselves the Noyd. The Noyd have an interesting ritualistic language which they only use when they partake of certain hallucinogenic substances that they consider to be sacred. They are also very generous when it comes to sharing these sacred substances.
The Noyd consider their most sacred experience to be the feeling of stepping outside of one’s body, one’s self, one’s community, to join the oneness of the Universe. They call this experience lutenflaflhorganoyd, which means “stepping outside the limits of the Noyd.” For convenience, I will gloss the name for this experience as Para-
When in the Para-
A few simple glosses should suffice to exemplify the relevant phenomena. But I’m not going to give you any, because I don’t know what you’ll do with them, or do to me. Why are you even here? Go away, man!
Why should I tell you anything? You’re harshing my analytic mellow, dude!
More research is necessary to unravel the intricacies of this system. Said research will require more and abundant funding. But you can’t ask where I’m going or what I’m going to do with the money. Just give it to me!
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