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| - If you are like me, choice is mind-shatteringly overwhelming. One choice permanently leads life through one particular sequence of events. Simultaneously, with that choice, dozens of other unique sequences are effectively deleted from this world. The act of choosing one form of enlightenment leads to the ignorance of all other forms at that particular moment for that particular shape of that particular universe. A hallway of open doors, all slamming shut as I walk through one. Forever banished from the taste of their truths.
With stakes so colossal, analysis paralysis takes hold.
Thats what was happening to me in Flowers today. Like Neo, I had a choice to make. A choice that would forever change my life, my perception, my sanity.
What beer do I want?
A stout? An amber? An IPA? A Wheat Beer? A Pale Ale?
Each beer coming with its own unique, irreversible sequence to forever alter my life
Lucky, the guy was super helpful. I told him what I like generally and he made a suggestion. That suggestion made sense to me, so I bought it. Now I am at home drinking it and it feels good.
Love this Anderson Valley Holy Gose Ale
Love this Sun Up White Russian Imperial Coffee Stout
What the other paths held, I will never know.
But I am okay not knowing for now. Because I am happy
He saved me.
Thanks.
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