Everything appears to me to be authored, in some strange way. And I wonder if this is not the spreading assumption of the psychedelic illusion/delusion/revelation that life is in fact art.

I believe reality is a marvelous joke staged for my edification and amusement and everybody is working very hard to make me happy.

If in fact the conservation and complexification of novelty is what the universe is striving for, then suddenly our own human enterprise, previously marginalized, takes on an immense new importance.

What I like to talk about, and what I have very little competition in terms of talking about, is the content of the psychedelic experience.

Part of what is wrong with our society, and hence with ourselves, is that we consume images, we don't produce them. We need to produce, not consume, media.

These religions that are so freighted with their own pomposity are no better than inspired guesses.

Memory training is great psychedelic training.