Yellow bird, yellow cake, yellow lung. These days we breathe the vapours and exhale the currency *æther* (*sigh*). The warnings come quick enough, but you get so many buzzy phone alerts who can even keep track of all the dopamine (gimmegimme). The coal is your soul and the payoff is your 5 minutes on a rollercoaster. Dead on arrival is just the ticket to the next dimension and your warning to remember to breathe, “Aum”.