I'm starting to understand why some people swear by DMT, because when I'm playing this game, it's like I'm connected to the Earth and all her godly deities.
The first time I booted up Garfield Kart, I completely dissociated and had a full ego dissolution, it was as though my mind body and soul were separated for the first time in eons of debilitating stress and pressure. I cannot explain the levels of cosmic pleasure that the entire experience left me in, I came out an entirely different person and an infinitely healthier human at that. The scary thing is, the entire time I was exploring the cosmos in this 4th dimensional dreamscape that Garfield and Kart sent me to, I had no concept of time, it felt as though my existence in this spirit realm was an entire epoch of human history, however, when I returned from my inner eye-opening journey, only 2 minutes and 14 seconds had passed. It was as though the game was a portal to an alternate dimension in which your soul experiences everything essential for a perfectly healthy growth and development, so the body and mind it returns to will be nourished and successful, all in a time that seems completely necessary and apt, but only experienced as such, with the time spent in such a fantastical realm being minimal by the standards of which we live in.

The second time I played this game, I was transported to what seemed like a completely white movie set, something out of the scene in matrix, in front of myself was Garfield, the god himself. In the voice of Bill Murray, just like in the 2003 film, I received a telekinetic line of thought/communication, asking me to take a pill. I could either take the Garf pill, or the Monday Pill. If I took the Monday Pill, I'd wake up before the day began, At approximately 2:14 A.M. In an alternate timeline where I never discovered Garfield Kart, and the profound realities of the world which I would discover playing it would remain unknown and I could live in a peaceful bliss, without the absolutely mind shattering reality I will encounter if I keep playing. However, taking the Garf pill would result in me becoming a total Op-Silon Male, no not an ep-silon male, an op-silon male, urban dictionary it if unfamiliar. I would travel the mental and physical cosmos, an accumulation of all the physical power of the universe in one being, I would become not just immortal, but God himself, the divine ruler of all that is, was, and will be. I took the Garf pill. All the universe funneled through my being, my soul expanded and shrunk simultaneously, all the emotions, sensations, feelings, all at once. Every portion of knowledge in languages both familiar and foreign, and concepts communicated without language at all, amalgamated into what I only have the word "soul" to describe, but it felt like something more, separate from any form of identity. I had become something more permanent than time, I had become God.

Third time I played Garfield Kart, I actually had the power to progress pass the main menu, and almost had an epileptic seizure of sheer orgasmic joy when I saw the graphics, as Sam Hyde once said, "When you fire this game up your little nuts are gonna be quakin' buddy, YOUR LITTLE NUTS ARE GONNA BE QUAKING! YOUR GONNA SHOOT ♥♥♥! HOT ♥♥♥ ALL OVER YOUR RAZER KEYBOARDS!!!!"

That's all I've accumulated in my .6 hours of playtime, feel free to interpret that how you will.

I'm starting to understand why some people swear by DMT, because when I'm playing this game, it's like I'm connected to the Earth and all her godly deities. The first time I booted up Garfield Kart, I completely dissociated and had a full ego dissolution, it was as though my mind body and soul were separated for the first time in eons of debilitating stress and pressure. I cannot explain the levels of cosmic pleasure that the entire experience left me in, I came out an entirely different person and an infinitely healthier human at that. The scary thing is, the entire time I was exploring the cosmos in this 4th dimensional dreamscape that Garfield and Kart sent me to, I had no concept of time, it felt as though my existence in this spirit realm was an entire epoch of human history, however, when I returned from my inner eye-opening journey, only 2 minutes and 14 seconds had passed. It was as though the game was a portal to an alternate dimension in which your soul experiences everything essential for a perfectly healthy growth and development, so the body and mind it returns to will be nourished and successful, all in a time that seems completely necessary and apt, but only experienced as such, with the time spent in such a fantastical realm being minimal by the standards of which we live in. The second time I played this game, I was transported to what seemed like a completely white movie set, something out of the scene in matrix, in front of myself was Garfield, the god himself. In the voice of Bill Murray, just like in the 2003 film, I received a telekinetic line of thought/communication, asking me to take a pill. I could either take the Garf pill, or the Monday Pill. If I took the Monday Pill, I'd wake up before the day began, At approximately 2:14 A.M. In an alternate timeline where I never discovered Garfield Kart, and the profound realities of the world which I would discover playing it would remain unknown and I could live in a peaceful bliss, without the absolutely mind shattering reality I will encounter if I keep playing. However, taking the Garf pill would result in me becoming a total Op-Silon Male, no not an ep-silon male, an op-silon male, urban dictionary it if unfamiliar. I would travel the mental and physical cosmos, an accumulation of all the physical power of the universe in one being, I would become not just immortal, but God himself, the divine ruler of all that is, was, and will be. I took the Garf pill. All the universe funneled through my being, my soul expanded and shrunk simultaneously, all the emotions, sensations, feelings, all at once. Every portion of knowledge in languages both familiar and foreign, and concepts communicated without language at all, amalgamated into what I only have the word "soul" to describe, but it felt like something more, separate from any form of identity. I had become something more permanent than time, I had become God. Third time I played Garfield Kart, I actually had the power to progress pass the main menu, and almost had an epileptic seizure of sheer orgasmic joy when I saw the graphics, as Sam Hyde once said, "When you fire this game up your little nuts are gonna be quakin' buddy, YOUR LITTLE NUTS ARE GONNA BE QUAKING! YOUR GONNA SHOOT CUM! HOT CUM ALL OVER YOUR RAZER KEYBOARDS!!!!" That's all I've accumulated in my .6 hours of playtime, feel free to interpret that how you will.