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I’m pretty sure we only printed 2,000 copies of High Frontiers #2 (1985) just like #1. But this time, we sold most of them. Ron Turner at Last Gasp was very excited by it. He was sure we would be sued by Disney because we had the three-eared Mickey Mouse holding the Central Intelligence Agency hit of blotter acid. And all that happened, according to Turner, was that someone from Disney went to a single popular magazine rack in L.A. and made them pull it from the shelf and hand them over. Odd. Not sure how that works. Maybe some of the workers at Mouschwitz just wanted some free copies.
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Excerpt from Freaks in the Machine: MONDO 2000 in Late 20th Century Technoculture (in progress)
The hydrogen bomb (was) the flash of the first synapse of an etheric brain which is extended temporally as well as spatially. Robin Hoor Khuit
Everyone was looking at Ram Dass like he must be the Magus riding out of the north. Peter Stafford
Learn how to control your own nervous system and the whole universe is yours; that’s the transmutation the alchemists were working for. Robert Anton Wilson
There are about six different realities that Bell’s Theorem makes possible, none of them are ordinary. They’re all preposterous Nick Herbert
Joyce, Guernica, Auschwitz, lunar landings, nuclear weapons, psychedelic religion, and computer networking — markers on a path that may eventually carry us toward functional anarchy Terence McKenna
When you take MDA and LSD simultaneously, you get a sort of matrix multiplication effect where you can observe yourself in all possible incarnations. Zarkov
[With the Brotherhood of Eternal Love] It was a religious zeal that life is better suited to being high. Michael Hollingshead
Revolution and evolution, they’re both a process. A revolution never ends; or once a revolution ends, it’s probably a dictatorship Paul Krassner
I realized that I was seeing “god central.” The central panel I saw was the control panel of the entire universe. Zarkov
There was a giant punk goddess with a green mohawk and full body armor screaming, “is it finally strong enough for you?” Terence McKenna
Magnificent extragalactic trisexual desires multiple sex with all creatures any time/any space. Non-smokers only. No weirdoes. Amalgam X