There Are No Bad Drugs.

We Cannot Study The Brain, The Instrument For Fabricating The Realities We Inhabit, Using The Mental Constructs Of The Past.

What Human Beings Consciously Wish Is Often Quite At Variance With The Results Their Reflex Patterns Automatically Create For Them.

Everyone Carries A Piece Of The Puzzle. Nobody Comes Into Your Life By Mere Coincidence. Trust Your Instincts. Do The Unexpected. Find The Others.

Remember Also: Beyond The Restless Flowing Electricity Of Life Is The Ultimate Reality- The Void. Your Own Awareness, Not Formed Into Anything Possessing Form Or Color, Is Naturally Void. The Final Reality. The All Good. The All Peaceful. The Light. The Radiance. The Movement Is The Fire Of Life From Which We All Come. Join It. It Is Part Of You.

Surfers Are The ‘throw-aheads’ Of Mankind, Not The Dregs; They Aren’t The Black Sheep Of Humanity, But The Futurists And They Are Leading The Way To Where Man Ultimately Wants To Be. The Act Of The Ride Is The Epitome Of ‘be Here Now’, And The Tube Ride Is The Most Acute Form Of That. Which Is: Your Future Is Right Ahead Of You, The Past Is Exploding Behind You, Your Wake Is Disappearing, Your Footprints Are Washed From The Sand. It’s A Non-productive, Non-depletive Act That’s Done Purely For The Value Of The Dance Itself. And That Is The Destiny Of Man.