The same organizational principles which called us forth into self-reflection have called forth self-reflection out of the planet itself. And the problem then is for us to suspect this, act on our suspicion, and be good detectives, and track down the spirit in its lair. And this is what shamans are doing. They are hunters of spirit.

It's a relationship like to a crusty Zen master, or something like that. And it is really like another entity because you cannot predict the answers.

Anything which must be understood by millions of people is so hopelessly divorced from how it is that it becomes a form of fiction.

The testimony of DMT, for me, is that there is a nearby dimension, teeming with intelligences, that from one of the more conservative perspectives seems like an ecology of souls.

Nature is not our enemy, to be raped and conquered. Nature is ourselves, to be cherished and explored.

The history of man that you don't know is what your unconscious is made out of.

Certainly the central Platonic idea, which is the idea of the ideas, these archetypal forms which stand outside of time is one which is confirmed by the psychedelic experience.