Who are you? Are you merely the sum of your thoughts, feelings, and emotions? A human amalgam of sporadic, fleeting phenomena trapped in a dualistic, judgmental mind think? What happens when your concept of who you thought you are breaks down? What happens when concepts themselves break down? What happens when you raise this beer to your lips and smack yourself into the Now? Will you take the plunge? If it gets weird, no worries, just remember your breath. Bring it back to center.
Can the spirit which has no opposite be broken? Are you ready?
Hops: Citra, Mosaic, and El Dorado