(You just experienced a nasty break up with the girl who you that was the one, and you’ve been feeling empty since. You decided to roll up a joint and smoke it to make your problems go away. As you puff, what’s reality and what isn’t blurs and all off a sudden, your in a grassy field with hills, trees and a giant rainbow that separates a dark sky full of stars from a light sky full of clouds. You see a Sasquatch playing a guitar. You decide to sit next to him) “Am I dead?” You ask Sassy: You’re not dead mate, your more than alive