About fifty years ago, I was a bit of a pot head, and took mescaline a few times. But at the Wailing Wall in Jerusalem in 1970, in a stoned state, I did have what I think was a profound spiritual experience, where I felt the joy of being part of the human race. Tears flowed during this deep connection.
I’m passing on this film because there seems to be another attempt to address human consciousness, outside the usual control and prohibitions that powerful governments and industry want to exert, to keep you trapped as a consumer. The art segment is particularly lovely. (TG)

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