If I can paraphrase Teilhard de Chardin for a moment, he said, or I will paraphrase in this way, ‘When the human race understands the potential of the hallucinogenic drug experience, it will have discovered fire for the second time.’
Since the very beginning of culture, what we seem to be are animals which take in raw material and excrete it imprinted with ideas.
Science is the special province of the ego. And magic and art are the special province of something else. I could name it, but I won’t. It prefers to be unnamed.
The shaman is the figure at the beginning of human history that unites the doctor, the scientist and the artist into a single notion of care-giving and creativity.
The traditional manner of taking psilocybin is to take a very healthy dose, in the vicinity of 15 mg. on an empty stomach in total darkness.
There is no hierarchy of elder knowledge in my social region of things. There are only people learning and sharing in a very complex environment.
And so, these are the things, the exploration of which, the singing about of which, makes us human beings. The exploration of the universe of the unseen is the business of human beings.
What I’ve observed, and I think it’s fair to give credit to the psychedelic experience for this, what I’ve observed is that nature builds on previously established levels of complexity.
Flying saucers are nothing more than miracles, and they occur essentially to bedevil science.
It seems to me that information is the thing which uses matter, uses light, uses spirit, uses whatever it can put its hands on to organize itself into higher and higher levels of self-reflection.
I think there is a global commonality of understanding coming into being. And it is not necessarily fostered by institutions.
Transformation of language through psychedelic drugs is a central factor of the evolution of the social matrix of the rest of the century.
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.
Impressionism is simply twenty minutes into LSD.
Escape into the dream. Escape, a key thing charged against these drugs, that they are for escapists. I think the people who make this charge hardly dare dream to what degree they are escapist.
Alchemy is about the generation of a psychic construct, a wholeness, a thing which has many properties, which is paradoxical, which is both mind and matter, which can do anything.
The content of the dialogue with ‘the Other’ is a content that indicates that man’s horizons are infinitely bright, that death is in fact, well, as Thomas Vaughn put it, ‘the body is the placenta of the soul’
To carry language from two dimensions into three is the task of the poets, and the rebels in the 20th Century.
The only evil that associates itself with mushrooms is taking too little.
The apocalypse is the millennium, and the psychedelics move you into the future.