Ultimate novelty must be a situation where all boundaries are dissolved.

These things which are made of light and grammar and sound that come chirping and squealing and tumbling toward you. 'Hooray! Welcome! You're here!', and in my case, 'You send so many and you come so rarely!'

History is like self-reflection through the medium of language propelling itself into self-recognition.

Psychedelic experiences are beyond the reach of cultural manipulation, and discovering this and exploring it is somehow the frontier of maturity. Culture is a form of enforced infantilism. It's the last nursery, and most people never leave it.

Human populations that do not have contact with the psychedelic tremendum are neurotic because they are male ego dominated.

The way I think of the psychedelics is, they are catalysts to the imagination.

Psychedelics are actually a kind of miraculous reality that can stand the test of objective examination.