‘A kind of tartar builds up over your consciousness, and you think this is the world. This isn’t the world; this is just tartar, a wall, a buildup of scum and shit. People come along who have the great power and knock a hole in that. 
And through that hole comes this blinding bolt of light, and you see it and you remember, Oh, I FORGOT about that.’ -Ken Kesey


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