The world is not made of anti-mu mesons, quarks, and photons, and electromagnetic fields. Reality is made of words.

There is not the Newtonian universe deployed throughout the parsecs and kiliocosms of physical space and the interior mental universe. They are the same thing.

There is a morphological enfoldment occurring on this planet. It is bringing forth some entirely new order of being. We are a privileged part of this.

The history of man that you don't know is what your unconscious is made out of.

The imagination is a dimension of nonlocal information

Who is to say what is real and what is not?'Real' is a distinction of a naïve mind.

I have a skeptical and cranky side, and I'm forever puzzled why people believe the, seeming to me, dumb things that they choose to believe.