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 we call reality is in fact nothing more than a culturally sanctioned and linguistically reinforced hallucination.

You are a divine being. You matter, you count. You come from realms of unimaginable power and light, and you will return to those realms.

The bigger you build the bonfire, the more darkness is revealed.

If you don't have a plan, you become part of somebody else's plan.

As the bonfires of knowledge grow brighter, the more the darkness is revealed to our startled eyes.

The cost of sanity in this society, is a certain level of alienation

The problem is not to find the answer, it's to face the answer

I don't believe consciousness is generated in the brain any more than television programs are made inside my TV. The box is too small.

Nature is not mute, it is a man who is deaf.

Life lived in the absence of the psychedelic experience upon which primordial shamanism is based is life trivialized, life denied, life enslaved to the ego.

In the world of art, all things are possible.--George from Paradise Kiss

No one species shall make the life of the world its own.' … That's one expression of the law. Here's another: 'The world was not made for any one species.

Life's pressure is equal to your resistance.

Because some things in life just hurt so much that you need to feel physical pain to start to heal from it.

That peculiar disease of intellectuals, that infatuation with ideas at the expense of experience, that compels experience to conform to bookish expectations.

I'm more eclectic.Maybe I'm minimalist in the respect that I love black...black for the winter, white for the summer, you know? But I love artisanal things.

Vague goals produce vague results

Learn to be quiet enough to hear the genuine within yourself so that you can hear it in others.

The one who learns and learns and doesn't practice is like the one who plows and plows and never plants.

There is a brief moment when all there is in a man's mind and soul and spirit is reflected through his eyes, his hands, his attitude. This is the moment to record