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I'm not a believer in acid revealing universal truths. I suspect the experience is actually a product of the brain and nothing more. Nevertheless, out of nostalgia, I was delighted to come across the following poem/prayer by Tim Leary, an original psychonaut.

PREHISTORIC ORIGINS OF DNA
by Timothy Leary

Its rising is not bright
nor its setting dark

Unceasing, continuous
Branching out in roots innumerable
Forever sending forth the serpent coil
of living things
Mysterious as the formless existence
to which it returns

Twisting back
Beyond mind

We say only that it is form from the formless
Life from spiral void

—from Psychedelic Prayers