We are consciousness. We may not always be monkeys.

It seems to me that it is psyche in a way that has become occluded by the perverse development of language.

Fine tuning the institutions built by powdered wig guys two hundred years ago is a long shot at holding the whole thing together.

In cyberspace things are built out of light.

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!

The thing that is so powerful about the psychedelics is that they perform on demand, which almost in principle you cannot expect of a mystical experience because that would be essentially man ordering God at man's whim, which is not how it's supposed to work.

The human brain is the god of technological innovation.