I think really what unites psychedelic people is the faith in the power of the imagination.

What I've observed, and I think it's fair to give credit to the psychedelic experience for this, what I've observed is that nature builds on previously established levels of complexity.

The immediate future of man lies in the imagination and in seeking the dimension where the imagination can be expressed.

In other words, all these things you might cling to, Catholicism, democratic ideals, Hasidism, Marxism, Freudianism, all of these things are exposed [through use of psychedelics] as simply quaint cultural artifacts, painted masks and rattles assembled by people of good intent but clearly not great grasp of the situation.

The real truth is splintered and spread throughout time.

The possibility seems to be that what we call styles, or what we call motifs, are actually categories in the unconscious.

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.