“Yo! You know what we should do, man?”
“…”
“You ever heard of sensory deprivation or some shit?”
“…”
“There’s like this container, you know? And you go in it. Looks like something on a spaceship or someplace they’d, like, put humans to hibernate to the future or something. You know like time travel, but the old-fashioned way.”
“…”
“Anyway, they fill this up with, like, a bunch of water and dissolve hundreds of pounds of, like, salt in it.”
“Sure, magnesium sulfate: more commonly known as Epsom salt.”
“There’s like so much salt in there you can’t not float, you know. It’s like how they say you can’t drown in the Dead Sea or something, because it’s so salty, and it like holds you up or something.”
“I think you’re confusing the word ‘sink’ with ‘drown’ there, Bill.”
“And they make the water be like the same temperature as your body, so you can’t even feel it. The water, you know. It’s like a part of you. You are one. Some real Buddhist shit, I know.”
“The average human internal body temperature is 98.6°F—so that temperature most likely.”
“Then they turn off all the lights and shit, and you just lay down, and like be all sensory deprived and shit. Just alone with your thoughts man. Just peace and shit.”
“How’d you hear about this, Ted?”
“Uhh, Joe Rogan’s podcast, I think.”
“Do you know the purpose of this?”
“So you don’t feel nothin’ man. It’s supposed to be all placental or cervical or some shit.”
“I think you mean ‘womblike’.”
“Apparently, if you get good enough—”
“At being deprived?”
“Yeah. Deprived. Anyway, if you get good enough you can even start to hallucinate.”
“Bill, to be honest, this reminds me of my first time shooting heroin, except more expensive. So maybe you could try that first, to see if you like it.”