It is slowly becoming understood that the modality of being is the modality of mind.

Mind conjures miracles out of time.

I believe in extraterrestrials, but I believe that real extraterrestrials are so peculiar that the job is to recognize them.

My voice speaking is a monkey's mouth making little mouth noises that are carrying agree-upon meaning, and it is meaning that matters. Without the meaning one has only little mouth noises

And what is shamanism but philosophy with a hands-on attitude. Philosophy not made around the camp fire, but philosophy based on the acquisition of extreme experience. That's how you figure out what the world is, not by bicycling around in the burbs, but by forcing extreme experience.

Consistency is the hobgoblin of small minds.

We don't have to look far for miracles because they're all around us. Everything is astonishing. The universe on it's surface is alive with mystery.