Could any symbol be any more appropriate of the ambiguity of human transformation? What mushroom is it that grows at the end of history? Is it Stropharia cubensis, or is it the creation of Edward Teller? This is an unresolved problem.

By passing into the psychedelic phase, the space-faring phase, the entire species is passing into adolescence.

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

It seems to me far more likely that an advanced civilization would communicate inter dimensionally and telepathically.

The psychedelic sets you at the beginning of the path, and then people do all kinds of things with it.

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

Every step into freedom contains within it the potential for greater bondage.