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"I was fired, he said. I was to pack up my things immediately.

"But as I walked across campus to go pack my office, the green lawn starting to sparkle in the spring sun, I felt a distinct thrill. Harvard had just kicked me out—because of politics and shortsightedness. Psychedelics would teach me something I would never find in academia.

"Drugs had changed me from a selfish, striving academic in search of recognition and power to someone who was aware of the soul. Psychedelics had introduced me to compassion, to recognizing and feeling love for others. Harvard seemed trivial by comparison." — Ram Dass; Being Ram Dass, p. 15


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