This morning I tried oil painting for the first time, and far from attaining a state of clarity, I was just reminded of all the times in primary school that my art teacher got mad at me for making shit stuff out of clay. Then about 9 minutes in to this week's podcast, while trying to figure out what paint is made out of, I think I attained that state of clarity. If clarity is having your mind completely empty of any thoughts, then yeah, I was right there. It was glorious.