inside zed's mind

let me show you what it's like being inside my brain. you will find yourself travelling, and not know where you came from or how you got here; everywhere you turn will be a fresh mystery, and in front of you will always be a new disaster. You will understand nothing, or very little; and all headway is contingent, likely at any moment to be erased by some new development. Survive for a week, and I may begin to listen to you when you tell me what to do or how to feel. I wouldn't trust an engineer that thought they didn't need to look at an engine to fix it, after all. Or a scientist that thought they didn't need to observe things firsthand.