We tend to disempower ourselves. We tend to believe that we don’t matter. And in the act of taking that idea to ourselves we give everything away to somebody else, to something else.

We have changed. We are no longer, as I said, bipedal monkeys. We are instead a kind of cybernetic coral reef of organic components and inorganic technological components.

Ultimately, I think, what the psychedelic experience may be is a higher topological manifold of temporality.

Our world is in crisis because of the absence of consciousness

When we free ourselves we are not freed into a void. When we free ourselves we are freed into a dimension in which Art is an obligation.

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.

To me, the psychedelic experience is the experience of trying to make sense of reality.