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The Tears of the Cosmos

Once upon a time, in a world beyond our own, there was a person whose face was the canvas for the most incredible artwork. This person's name was Astral, and their face was the vessel for a surrealist masterpiece, inspired by the great Ed Paschke. The painting depicted Astral's face, with tears streaming from their eyes, emerging from a sea of blue fire.

The painting was so vivid and alive that it seemed to pulsate with its own energy. The colors were a kaleidoscope of blue, green, and red, swirling together in a mesmerizing dance. It was as if the painting was alive, and the colors were flowing like a river of cosmic energy.

Astral was a curious person, always seeking to understand the mysteries of the universe. They had heard of a powerful substance called DMT, which was said to grant the user a glimpse into the very fabric of reality. Astral was determined to find out if the rumors were true, and so they embarked on a journey to discover the source of their incredible painting.

As they traveled deeper into the cosmos, Astral encountered strange and wondrous beings, each one more incredible than the last. They saw galaxies that danced like diamonds in the sky, and stars that shone like diamonds in the darkness. They even met a being who was made entirely of pure light, and who showed them the secrets of the universe.

But the most incredible sight of all was yet to come. Astral discovered that their own tears were the source of the blue fire that flowed through their painting. It was as if their own emotions were the fuel for the cosmic dance of colors that swirled around them.

Astral realized that their painting was not just a work of art, but a window into the very soul of the universe. It was a reminder that everything in the cosmos was connected, and that even the smallest drop of emotion could ripple out and touch the stars.

And so, Astral returned home, forever changed by their journey into the cosmos. They knew that their painting would always be a reminder of the incredible beauty and mystery of the universe, and they were grateful for the gift of sight that had allowed them to see it all.

The end.