"As your body lies there in its sleeping bag, your soul is free, loses
all sense of time, alert as it never was before, living an eternity in a
night, seeing infinity in a grain of sand. What you have seen and heard
is cut as with a burin into your memory, never to be effaced. At last
you know what the ineffable is and what ecstasy means.... The
bemushroomed person is poised in space, a disembodied eye, invisible,
incorporeal, seeing but not seen. In truth, he is the five senses
disembodied, all of them keyed to the height of sensitivity and
awareness, all of them blending into one another most strangely, until
the person, utterly passive, becomes a pure receptor, infinitely
delicate, of sensations."
Gordon Wasson
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