You must give up the world, said the hallucinogen Salvia Divinorum. Under its influence you understand that there is really nothing out there. You look through the window leading down to the heart of Manhattan. You must give up the world. Only then can you achieve equanimity, only then can you be in control of yourself and your destiny, only then can you deliver on your promise. You did make a promise to yourself at one time, a secret promise only you and the universe know about, a promise made with gravity about your truth, about the real world.
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