And certainly when I reached La Chorerra in 1971 I had a price on my head by the FBI, I was running out of money, I was at the end of my rope. And then “THEY” recruited me and said, “you know, with a mouth like yours there's a place for you in our organization“. And I've worked in deep background positions about which the less said the better. And then about 15 years ago they shifted me into public relations and I've been there to the present.

Psychedelic experiences and dreams are chemical cousins; they are only different in degree.

Western civilization is a loaded gun pointed at the head of this planet.

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.

I’ll try to be around and about. But if I’m not, then you know that I’m behind your eyelids, and I’ll meet you there

Reality is, you know, the tip of an iceberg of irrationality that we've managed to drag ourselves up onto for a few panting moments before we slip back into the sea of the unreal.

We are the inheritors of a million years of striving for the unspeakable.