"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 would've 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!

And what they were doing, was they were making objects come into existence by singing them into existence.

And I wondered where am I?

And what is going on?

And it occurred to me that these must be holographic viral projections from an autonomous continuum that was somehow intersecting my own.

And then I thought, a more elegant explanation would be to take it at face value, and realize that I had broken into an ecology of souls, and that somehow I was getting a peek over the other side.

Somehow, I was finding out that thing, that you cheerfully assume you cant find out… but it felt like I was finding out.

And it felt… and then I cant remember what it felt like because the little self-transforming tikes interrupted me and said,

Dont think about it.
Dont think about who we are–
think about doing what were doing.

Do it!

Do it now.

Do it!


And what they meant was: use your voice to make an object. And as I understood I felt a bubble kind of grow inside of me. And I watched these little elf tikes jumping in and out of my chest (they liked to do that to reassure you), and they said, Do it!

And I wondered then what it all meant.

And I thought about it a few years, actually,
and I decided, you know,
that meaning and language are two different things.

And that what the alien voice in the psychedelic experience wants to reveal is the syntactical nature of reality.

That the real secret of magic, is that the world is made of words, and that if you know the words that the world is made of, you make of it, whatever you wish!"

- Terence McKenna Alien Dreamtime.

Stockphoto Girl: ~PamelaColnaghi
Stockphoto Eye: ~EViL-KiTTie-stock
Edited: In Photoshop by ~nokomis
Thoughts: Are always welcome.
Question: Is the world made of words? And if we know the words that the world is made of, can we really make of it as we wish?