“Soon after falling into a deep but psychedelic state to escape the prison of our reality
a hero becomes trapped in his own peaceful place which immediately becomes his sanctuary,
a place filled with his wildest dreams, this is his new home.”
I believe that if one man were to live out his life fully and completely, were to give form to every feeling, expression to every thought, reality to every dream - I believe that the world would gain such a fresh impulse of joy
Once upon a time, I dreamt I was a butterfly, fluttering hither and thither, to all intents and purposes a butterfly. I was conscious only of my happiness as a butterfly, unaware that I was myself. Soon I awaked, and there I was, veritably myself again. Now I do not know whether I was then a man dreaming I was a butterfly, or whether I am now a butterfly, dreaming I am a man.
Zhuangzi, Butterfly as Companion: Meditations on the First Three Chapters of the Chuang-Tzu