A friend of mine, back when we got stoned a lot, had an idea that language, or words, are magic. Stringing together incantations to share thoughts is a neat way of thinking about it. Especially because we’re just jello trapped in a mecha made of bone and meat. It’s surprising there’s not more hallucinations to be honest.
Hmm… That catbox.moe image doesn’t look a lot like Rick Astley dancing to me, but it’ll have to do ¯\_(ツ)_/¯