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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=482655" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>TERENCE McKENNA</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">He navigated thru the fields of mystery<br>Unafraid to taste the “Food Of The Gods”<br>Explored, with wisdom Shamanic history<br>For this a grateful Earth applauds</div><div style="margin:10px 0">ROTMS</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Epilog from “Food of the Gods”<br>By Terence McKenna</div><div style="margin:10px 0">WE AWAIT OURSELVES WITHIN A VISION</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>“We can now move toward a new vision of ourselves and our role<br>in nature. We are the omni-adaptable species, we are the thinkers, <br>the makers and solvers of problems. These great gifts that are<br>ours alone and which come out of the evolutionary matrix of the<br>planet is not for us, out of convenience, satisfaction, or our greater<br>glory. They are for life; they are the special qualities that we can <br>contribute to the great community of organic being, if we are to <br>become the care giver, the gardener, and the mother of our Mother, <br>which is the living Earth.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Here there is a great mystery. In the middle of the slow-moving<br>desert of unreflecting nature we come upon ourselves and perhaps<br>we ourselves for the first time. We are colorful, cantankerous, and<br>alive with hopes and dreams that, so far as we know, are unique in<br>the universe. We have been too long asleep and shackled by the<br>power we have ceded to the least noble parts of ourselves and the<br>least noble among us. It is time that we stood up and faced the fact<br>that we must and can change our minds.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The long night of human history is drawing at last to its conclusion.<br>Now the air is hushed and the east is streaked with the rosy<br>blush of dawn. Yet in the world we have always known evening<br>grows deeper and the shadows lengthen toward the night that will<br>know no end. One way or another the story of the foolish monkey<br>is nearly and forevermore over. Our destiny is to turn without regret <br>from what has been, to face ourselves, our parents, lover, and children, <br>to gather our tool kits, animals, and the old-old dreams, so<br>that we may move out across the visionary landscape of ever-deeper<br>understanding. Hopefully there, where we have always been most<br>comfortable, most ourselves, we will find glory and triumph in the<br>search for meaning in the endless life of the imagination, at play<br>at last in the fields of an Eden re-found.”</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Terence McKenna</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ray+Lucero">Ray Lucero</a><div class=q>
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Epilog from “Food of the Gods”
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