I was tripping shrooms with someone, and at one point I just looked at her and said, “The Cosmic Joke,” which was an entirely new term to me but we somehow both got it immediately and laughed about that all night. I have no idea what exactly The Joke is, perhaps the tumultuousness of life. I do know that The Joke is on us, and we have the choice to laugh along with it.
It felt that way, too. Never really looked into it, but that’s the feeling I had at the time. I should also clarify that all that I said verbatim was, “The Cosmic Joke,” with no elaboration. It was quite humorous at the time.