You own your life. You own the fruits of your labor. You decide.
His description early on of the "Thai-buddha-like" figure telling him to be astonished sounds an awful lot like part of an old Terence McKenna rap on the topic:And what was going on in this place (aside from the tastefully soffited indirect lighting and the crawling hallucinations along the domed wall), what was happening was that there were a lot of beings in there, a lot of what I call self-transforming machine elves. Sort of like jeweled basketballs all dribbling their way toward me. And if they had faces they wouldve been grinning at me, but they didnt have faces. And they assured me that they loved me, and they told me not to be amazed, not to give way to astonishment. And so I watched them, even though I wondered if maybe I hadnt really done it this time!Transcript of Alien Dreamtime by Terence McKenna and Spacetime Continuum, 1993
sorry, telling him not to be astonished...
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