This book is Aldous Huxley's autobiographical account of what happened when he took 0.4g of mescalin, the potent organic psychedelic used in certain Native American rituals, sat down under supervision, and waited to see what happened. And oh boy did something very happen. The title should tell you everything - what transpired was no mere blunt chain reaction of brain chemistry, even though on some level it was exactly that - but on an experiential level it was deeply spiritual, like seeing the world anew, afresh, through childlike eyes, with the ego quieted & forgotten & the human body simply becoming a vehicle for a mind that no longer separated itself from the consciousness of the universe, a conduit for beauty. I would highly recommend this book to anyone interested in, or skeptical of, the claims of psychedelia - though be warned, my main takeaway after reading this is that I really want to try mescalin & it's hard to come by in the UK.
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