Them Drunkin Bonzes

So one day a guy asked us how we fly and all, but like not really but kinda seriously. Well, we told the dude "Brother only interstellar travel will make you fly!". But he was like "Ok but I don't have no spaceship!". Snap! What's up with that? How you think you'll make it to the stars with no intergalactic vehicle of some sort? Hey well at least you can make it in your own mind you know? Speed of light and beyond. Yeah, beyond. Got to put on some severe zen music to fuel your journey or you'll make it nowhere, like the next gas station or something, where you realize, well, great, but I'm nowhere also I'm somewhere somehow, but whatever. I can buy gas and some candies, maybe a soda but it ain't no distant solar system with crazy nebula making my mind burst into trillions of smiling glitters. So, the dude, we sit him down properly with a orange robe, you picture the scene right? Shaved his head and all, don't mind the past, forget about the future, live the present and who needs hair anyway right? Punched the play button, and SHABAM! Buddhapocalypse Now starts bursting out of them speakers, super zen, so zen the guy's face start to melt, but with a persistent smile that was heartwarming to see but, hey, let's "face" it (haha!) kinda worrying too hum? What's up with your face brother? It's all over the floor but you look happy, allright zen! Still, tried to dial 911 or something, everyone's fingers were so numb from zen we failed and bah, nevermind. Zen up y'all.