The culture cannot evolve faster than the language. The language is the flashlight that shows the path.

What is happening here is we are living past the age, by the millions, living past the age where cultural values make any sense at all.

The 20th century mind is nostalgic for the paradise that once existed on the mushroom dotted plains of Africa where the plant-human symbiosis occurred that pulled us out of the animal body and into the tool-using, culture-making, imagination-exploring creature that we are. And why does this matter? It matters because it shows that the way out is back and that the future is a forward escape into the past. This is what the psychedelic experience means. Its a doorway out of history and into the wiring under the board in eternity.

Art's task is to save the soul of mankind.. anything less is a dithering while Rome burns.

To date, the enterprise of thinking has moved us radically away from understanding anything.

The numinous depth of the mystery that seems to have called us out of the animal mind is completely impenetrable to modern analysis.

The 'public' has no history, has no future, lives in a golden moment created by credit, which binds them ineluctably to a fascist system that is never criticized. This is the ultimate consequence of having broken off this symbiotic relationship with the vegetable, feminine, maternal matrix of the planet.