{"quotes":[{"text":"For until this morning I had known contemplation only in its humbler, its more ordinary forms - as discursive thinking; as a rapt absorption in poetry or painting or music, as a patient waiting upon those inspirations, without which even the prosiest writer cannot hope to accomplish anything; as occasional glimpses, in nature, of Wordsworth's 'something far more deeply interfused'; as systematic silence leading, sometimes, to hints of an 'obscure knowledge'. But now I knew contemplation at its height.","author":"Aldous Huxley","tags":["mescalin","perception","philosophy","psychedelics"],"id":73752,"author_id":"Aldous+Huxley"},{"text":"And along with indifference to space, there was an even more complete indifference to time. 'There seems to be plenty of it', was all I would answer when the investigator asked me to say what I felt about time. Plenty of it, but exactly how much was entirely irrelevant. I could, of course, have looked at my watch but my watch I knew was in another universe. My actual experience had been, was still, of an indefinite duration. Or alternatively, of a perpetual present made up of one continually changing apocalypse.","author":"Aldous Huxley","tags":["mescalin","present-moment","time"],"id":131419,"author_id":"Aldous+Huxley"}],"pagination":{"page":1,"page_size":10,"total":2,"pages":1}}