You could almost describe psychedelics as enzymes for the activity of the imagination.

The history of man that you don't know is what your unconscious is made out of. Just as the history of yourself that you don't know is what your personal unconscious is made out of.

You are a divine being. You matter, you count. You come from realms of unimaginable power and light, and you will return to those realms.

To me it begins and ends with these psychedelic substances. The synergy of the psilocybin in the hominid diet brought us out of the animal mind and into the world of articulated speech and imagination.

It's the impossible become possible and yet remaining impossible.

There is no mundane dimension really, if you have the eyes to see it, it is all transcendental.

The mind is the cutting edge of the evolving event system.