I find drugs make that process go much quicker, and with less hassle...
Course it could be I'm just so fucked up nothing seems to hassle me, so...
You could just wing it and see if it turns out... and I'm sure I'm not the only one who would laugh at an incomprehensible babbling video... in fact I can already imagine the possibilities.
"War must be, while we defend our lives against a destroyer who would devour all; but I do not love the bright sword for its sharpness, nor the arrow for its swiftness, nor the warrior for his glory. I love only that which they defend: the city of the Men of Numenor, and I would have her loved for her memory, her ancientry, her beauty, and her present wisdom. Not feared, save as men may fear the dignity of a man, old and wise." - J.R.R. Tolkien