This is your brain on permanent treats, bereft of imagination. Contrary to what it would have you believe, the treatbrain is not more imaginative, no, it is performative, it's about infinite referentiae, rickrolling into each other; a compartmentalized set of words to convey an insider framework for in-the-know acolytes. Yes, we've come back to the snake eating its own ass, because in the milieu of such an immaterial reality, the snake seeks its ass as a way out.