The human imagination, which is our great glory, has grown so powerful that we can barely unleash it on the surface of the planet.

Science does not deal with subjective experience... Well that's too bad because that is all any of us ever have.

Ayahuasca is driven by sound, by song, by whistling. And its ability to transform sound, including vocal sound, into the visual spectrum indicates that some kind of information processing membrane or boundary is being overcome by the pharmacology of this stuff. And things normally experienced as acoustically experienced becomes visibly beheld, and it's quite spectacular.

What is always left out of descriptions of the psychedelic state, the deep psychedelic state, is how weird it is.

Nature loves courage. You make the commitment and nature will respond to that commitment by removing impossible obstacles. Dream the impossible dream and the world will not grind you under, it will lift you up. This is the trick. This is what all these teachers and philosophers who really counted, who really touched the alchemical gold, this is what they understood. This is the shamanic dance in the waterfall. This is how magic is done. By hurling yourself into the abyss and discovering its a feather bed.

We are like coral animals in a vast reef of excreted technological material that is wired for solid state data transfer.

Nobody should be allowed more than fifty years to get their act together.