Fred and Ethel Take LSD

As previously reported, I've been learning how to use various AI applications to generate images and wondering what to do with this new knowledge and power. In addition to just doodling around and creating cool wallpapers for my computer, I've been generating sports memes to varying levels of fan approval and I've posted some interpretations of the I Ching. 

Last night, though, I finally started using AI to answer the important questions of our times, specifically, what if Fred and Ethel Mertz of I Love Lucy (1951-1957) took LSD?

The resulting pictures tell a story, not only of the adventures of Fred and Ethel, but of the spiritual aspects and transformative effects of the psychedelic experience in general. Allow me, if you please, to guide you through their trip.

Initially, their psychedelic experience is a bit overwhelming - amazing, sure, but also confusing and not a little bit frightening. Eventually, though, they get to a turning point and stop experiencing the trip as something external happening to them but instead experiencing themselves as something within a larger consciousness.  They are not experiencing the trip, the trip is experiencing them.   

Free at last of the limiting confines of their current ego-selves, they are simultaneously younger and older versions of themselves as everyone they've ever been or could be simultaneously mesh together. Even gender is no longer fixed and binary and he could be she and she, him.

Realizing that their individual ego-selves is not a real thing but just a concept - an illusion - and cannot be destroyed because it never really existed in the first place, they rise above petty, limiting fears and paranoia and venture out into the larger world. They discover the world to be an amazing place, far beyond anything they had ever imagined before.

At some point, Fred and Ethel are amazed to find they they've somehow been transformed into a mural. "Are we imaging that we're characters in a mural, or are we characters in a mural imaging ourselves to be people?," they wonder.

It doesn't ultimately matter, they realize. They are life and life is art, so therefore they are art, wondrous works of beautiful, living art. There are no boundaries in imagination. The open mind is boundless.

Fred and Ethel accept this new wisdom and learn how to accommodate this into their lives. They are new, more creative and more vibrant versions of their former stiffled selves.

Their old friends don't understand or even recognize them anymore, but Fred and Ethel don't care.  Their minds are free and liberated. 

For Fred and Ethel, life is now an infinite stream of limitless possibilities (and the sex is terrific). The end.