...A broom is drearily sweeping up the broken pieces of yesterday's life, somewhere a queen is weeping, somwhere a king has no wife...
All matter is merely energy condensed to a slow vibration...we are all one consciousness experiencing itself subjectively. We are an imagination of ourselves. Thank you Bill Hicks...god is everything, and I must say I don't like that word - it's so abused.
One should never judge if he hasn't experienced that same thing before.
Into the wild and, anything done by Jodorowski.
Lots of them. I like Steinbeck alot and everything by Mckenna is a must. Alan Watts, Paul Stamets.