We have outlived this embryo, this human cradle, and now it's time to be up and about the great business of becoming citizens of the galaxy and at home with our own heart.

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.

The apocalypse is the millennium, and the psychedelics move you into the future.

Being imposes some kind of obligation to find out what's going on.

A history-stopping archetype is being released into the skies of this planet, and if we are not careful it will halt all intellectual inquiry in the same way that the Christos archetype halted intellectual inquiry in the Hellenistic Age.

Cyberspace is the human transition into a mathematical super space where we as a collectivity become optionally a single point of view.

I finally realized that this 'place' that I kept bursting into [on a psychedelic experience] was somebody's idea of a playpen.