What civilization is, is 6 billion people trying to make themselves happy by standing on each other's shoulders and kicking each other's teeth in. It's not a pleasant situation.

I'm meeting my obligations, somehow, always have, without ever truly working, without ever putting my shoulder to the wheel for the man. Of course I had to deal dope to do this!

If you're truly psychedelic the difference between living and dying is quite immaterial. No pun intended.

To my mind this is what shamanic training must really be, is mnemonic training. If you want to bring the stuff back you have to train yourself to bring it back.

I see the psychedelic experience as a birthright, and we can't have a free society until people are free to explore their own mind.

Science works its miracles by turning its enterprise into a kind of parlor game confined to the category matter and energy.

Our ability to destroy ourselves is the mirror image of our ability to save ourselves.