Asserts that T. Rexian surrrealism/nonsense has nothing to do with hippy/drug consciousness  (“I could never understand…..”). The latter is always a form of transubstantiating idealism, which occludes (turning the “wind” into a “ball of love,” for example); the former–a.k.a. “sliding,” enacted here as a ride down the strings, while choogling in slo-mo—is a strategy of defamiliarization in order to expose (here, a boundary figure, such as a “door,” and institutions, as in “all schools are strange”).

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