I have this hunch about the certain way in which the thought process works. It’s much like the ass.

First and foremost we must ingest. Whatever that may be, the mind inhales deeply.

Secondly, the movement from “mouth” (eyes) to “stomach” (brain). Too much and surely we must die. Sensory overload can only kill us; ZOO TV taught me this in the early 90’s.

Thirdly we must digest. The stomach acids soften and begin to break down the thoughts we present to ourselves and our small intestine further takes those ideas and injects them directly into the bloodstream.

Here’s hoping you’re not a hemophiliac.

After this, you have to take a shit. I figure this occurs during sleep. See, through out the day your brainfarts relieve the stress on your mental colon, and everyone knows that a fart is a turd honking for the right-of-way.

So at night you dream.

Thusly, in my logic, dreams are your mind shitting uncontrollably.