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“The other world that mescaline introduced me to was not the world of visions: it existed outside of it, in what I could see with my eyes open.” “These chair legs were chair legs and were St. Michael and all the angels.”
“The other world that mescaline introduced me to was not the world of visions: it existed outside of it, in what I could see with my eyes open.”
“These chair legs were chair legs and were St. Michael and all the angels.”
Delve into Huxley’s fascinating mescaline journey and discover a new way to see reality—read The Doors of Perception today!
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