I will confess to having dabbled in psychedelics as a young adult, usually in certain places of unusual natural beauty near my home in the San Francisco Bay Area, particularly the west face of Mount Tamalpais and Limantour Beach in Point Reyes National Seashore. I would often take a notebook with me to record my thoughts and “insights.” During one particularly epic experience, I was seized by the conviction that the answer to all of life’s questions, the key to understanding all reality, was the realization that truth was the color blue. Over twenty notebook pages I carefully and definitively
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