The Flannel Side of the Moon. Read time about a minute.
The Devil wears Prada—The prism wears plaid.
The fabric of the cosmos. The fabric of the hipster. Coincidence?
What’s the point?
A fair question.
Who’s asking?
Well, maybe the prism is the mind—bending clarity, adding patterns, creating narrative.
Every beam contains a story.
Maybe light isn’t broken: it’s just wearing flannel.
A nod to disguise, layers, and the illusion of complexity.
Plaid is still light—so even our confusion is rooted in clarity.
(Sure, why not? That’s certainly one way to spin it!)
Want to make it a social critique about perception and identity? Fine.
Call it awareness filtered through culture, fashion, and the desperate need for individual personality.
For all we know, joining the dark side would be more alluring if Darth Vader wore a plaid cape.
That would explain grunge.
Or maybe simply:
The universe is cold—bring a flannel.
SO:
See the light—or don’t!
Just don’t miss the unbelievable, irresistible comfort of your favorite super-soft, ultra-fuzzy, wear-it-’til-it-falls-apart FLANNEL SHIRT!
Enlightenment? Optional.
Coziness? Confirmed!
Sure, the dark side is darker.
Doesn’t mean it’s not more comfy….
(Is this Zen? It’s not-not Zen. Relax. Take a load off. Supreme softness… now in quantum plaid! Don’t overthink it.)
Ok, if you insist:
Light enters pure.
The prism of mind warps it—familiar, warm, patterned.
This is perception and identity: not what is, but how we wear it.
These days, even truth wears what’s trending.
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Learn more about the illusion of self. Plaid flannel, heat shimmer, stink lines in a cartoon strip—Here at GZM, we do love a good metaphor.
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