It's our machines and our technologies that are now the major evolutionary forces acting upon us. It's not our political systems.

Obviously, it's some kind of freely commanded modality in the psyche with which we can have a relationship if we will but evolve a control language and a dialogue. And it remains mysterious.

What I like to talk about, and what I have very little competition in terms of talking about, is the content of the psychedelic experience.

It is true that when you smoke DMT, for example, at a sufficiently high and prepared dose, you get elves, everybody does. All you need do, is inhale deeply three times, and you know... You want contact? You want elves? You want alien contact? You'll have that!

It's as though a certain level of intoxication with the mushroom is the precondition for being able to communicate, but is not itself enough.

Don't worry. You don't know enough to worry. . . . Who do you think you are that you should worry, for cryin' out loud. It's a total waste of time. It presupposes such a knowledge of the situation that it is, in fact, a form of hubris.

Only psychos and shamans create their own reality