In the beginning was the smell. And the smell had a lot of smoke in it. And the smoke created fairies. The dog would howl at them telling you they are real. The smoke fairies would then envelop you, and the dog, get under your clothes and your hair, and the dog's hair. And there would be so much of it that you would start decoding your own DNA, and that of the fairies. And before you knew it, there would be a lot of codes around for you to interpret. But it wouldn't matter what you made of it, for you would be travelling far and away on a beam of smoke, holy smoke. Stoned. In the beginning was the stone.