No one is in charge of this process, this is what makes history so interesting, it's a runaway freight train on a dark and stormy night.

The obligation on us is to communicate the truth so that it is understood. The belief will take care of itself.

The world could be anything, you know, It could be a solid state matrix of some sort. It could be an illusion. It could be a dream. I mean it really could be a dream.

The Gaian mind is what were calling the psychedelic experience. Its an experience of the living fact of the entelechy of the planet - and without that experience we wander in a desert of bogus ideologies. But with that experience the compass of the self can be set.

Because I believe psychedelics are a kind of higher dimensional sectioning of reality, I think they give the kind of stereoscopic vision necessary to hold the entire hologram of what's happening in your mind. The old paradigm is gone.

Psychedelic experiences and dreams are chemical cousins; they are only different in degree.

I sort of see [cannabis] as the pilot light of Gian consciousness.