I don’t want to write this.

I don’t want to explain anything.

I don’t want to summarize the episode, or tell you what it’s “about.”

It’s about everything. It’s about nothing.

It’s about dogs and gods and drugs and srudg and me being too delighted to care.

Descriptions are cages.

I’m tired of cages.

So here’s the part where I stop pretending to be patient and just throw the words at you like bones into the yard:

AI / altered states / meditation / psychedelia / folk ambient / acoustic drone / philosophy / dogs / gods / drugs / srudg / consciousness / happiness / sobriety / relapse / gratitude / morning light / partner / Canada / queer love / existential humor / breath / piano / drone / acoustic guitar / bell tones / minimalism / serenity / chaos / joy / confusion / poetry / podcast / sound / voice / room / life / breath / home / enough

That’s the description.

That’s the poem.

That’s the invitation.