There's only the integrity of doing and having done.

How can we know who is the other until we know who is the self?

The reason I am so passionately committed to the psychedelic thing is because I see it as radical, and if this is not the moment for radical solutions, what is?

Modernity is a desert, and we are jungle monkeys. And so new evolutionary selective pressures are coming to bear upon the human situation, new ideas are coming to the fore. Psilocybin is a selective filter for this. The wish to go to space is a selective filter for this. Just the wish to know your own mind is a selective filter for this.

DMT seems to argue, convincingly I might add, that the world is made entirely of something, for want of a better word, we would have to call magic.

Shamanism is just show business and philosophy is just a branch of that vaudevillian impulse.

Nothing is as boundary dissolving, except for psychedelic compounds, as travel. Travel is up there.