A singularity is a place where the rules are broken. A miracle is a singularity.

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.

One way of assessing the toxicity of a drug is how do you feel the next day?

Life lived in the absence of the psychedelic experience upon which primordial shamanism is based is life trivialized, life denied, life enslaved to the ego.

If you sit down with a person, or a watermelon for that matter, when you're stoned and sing into it, the quality of the hallucination is such that there is a way of thinking about it where you could say, 'This is an acoustical hologram of the interior of their body.'" I don't say that.I just say, "My goodness isn't it strange that I seem to be able to see inside of the watermelon when I'm doing this.'

I believe that great weirdness stalks the universe. That's not the issue with me, but it is not tacky. It is not tacky.

The monkey body has carried us to this moment of release, but we are coming more and more to exist in a world made by the human imagination.