Let's be frank.

My proposition is to extract from the totality of your Earthly wealth the price of that coffee and donut you're lusting after and let you sublimate your dietary angst with a trip inside my head.

It's semi-weird in there, a mashup of past lives in the visual arts, audible music, usable software, sports car racing, piloting gliders, and the Apollo program, pursuing a single question.

Is humanity gonna survive?

Would you cough up $3.99 to see the answer? You bet your hyperdrive you would.