Even the people who run the planet—the World Bank, the IMF, you name it—they know that history is ending. They know by the reports which cross their desks: the disappearance of the ozone hole, the toxification of the ocean, the clearing of the rainforest. What this means is that the womb of the planet has reached its finite limits, and that the human species has now, without choice, begun the decent down the birth canal of collective transformation toward something right around the corner and nearly completely unimaginable. And this is where the psychedelic shaman comes in, because I believe that what we really contact through psychedelics is a kind of hyperspace, and from that hyperspace we look down on—we look down on both the past and the future, and we anticipate the end
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