I think the entire message of the psychedelic experience, which is basically the sine qua non of the rebirth of alchemical understanding, the very basis of that understanding is that nature seeks to communicate.

The imagination is the goal of history. I see culture as an effort to literally realize our collective dreams.

National governments are under paid, under staffed, and under talented.

And the whole schtick of the psychedelic experience, I think, is reclaim immediate experience, realize that you out vote all parliaments, police forces, and major newspapers on the planet because, who knows, they may be illusions.

It's as though a certain level of intoxication with the mushroom is the precondition for being able to communicate, but is not itself enough.

Our medium is meat, but we are made of information.

Obviously, it's some kind of freely commanded modality in the psyche with which we can have a relationship if we will but evolve a control language and a dialogue. And it remains mysterious.