Welcome back to the debts of your subconsciousness! Sometimes you need a subtle push, a marmalade ship to take you to the submarine. Your submarine isn't yellow, isn't pink or orange. Your submarine is turquoise blue like the clothes of the tribal shamans in South America. Blue like the faces of the Maya warriors. The descent is slow but you have to be patient. There are people out there, there are songs, there are artists, there are words that are trying to reach you all the time. It's not about finding who you are. You are matter and energy. It is about where you're headed – consciousness. Consciousness is where everything ends and begins, where time reaches a point of singularity. It's the black hole. The trip is long and not everybody gets a ticket to the submarine. Jump on board. Take off your overalls. Everything that happens will happen today.