We need a metaphor that can contain the daemon of the future that we have conjured into being.

The notion of illegal plants and animals is obnoxious and ridiculous.

I mean everybody knows there's something wrong with the world and if you read left wing politicians or deconstructionists or thoughtful historians they will offer thoughtful critiques of our situation. But the question is, you know, the Tolstoyian question; 'What is to be done?'

History, call it 15,000 or 25,000 years of duration, is the story of an animal, some kind of complex animal, becoming conscious.

What is always left out of descriptions of the psychedelic state, the deep psychedelic state, is how weird it is.

Culture is the greatest barrier to your enlightenment, your education, and your decency.

We live in condensations of our imagination