Goa Gil, Monty Python, The Simpsons: some perspective on life, the universe, and everything…

Goa Gil is one of the original gang from the psychedelic revolution (friends with Timothy Leary) that started up in Height Ashbury, Sanfrancisco, and landed up in Goa, surrounded by the innovation of rave music and dance, theological experimentation and lots of drugs. Goa Gil became a DJ and sadhu who says that dancing at rave parties under the full moon is a modern form of Tantric practice and a contemporary way of becoming a community of techno shamans.

Here he shares “the secret” of life:

A trippy perspective from The Simpsons.. to see a world in a grain of sand…or in Homer’s skin cells…

And here is Monty Python’s Galaxy song, sung by the inimitable Eric Idle, who jumps out of Mrs. Brown’s refrigerator and cheers her up with a song about how insignificant the human race is:

Here are the lyrics to the Galaxy Song:

Just remember that you’re standing on a planet that’s evolving
And revolving at nine hundred miles an hour,
That’s orbiting at nineteen miles a second, so it’s reckoned,
A sun that is the source of all our power.
The sun and you and me and all the stars that we can see
Are moving at a million miles a day
In an outer spiral arm, at forty thousand miles an hour,
Of the galaxy we call the ‘Milky Way’.
Our galaxy itself contains a hundred billion stars.
It’s a hundred thousand light years side to side.
It bulges in the middle, sixteen thousand light years thick,
But out by us, it’s just three thousand light years wide.
We’re thirty thousand light years from galactic central point.
We go ’round every two hundred million years,
And our galaxy is only one of millions of billions
In this amazing and expanding universe.
The universe itself keeps on expanding and expanding
In all of the directions it can whizz
As fast as it can go, at the speed of light, you know,
Twelve million miles a minute, and that’s the fastest speed there is.
So remember, when you’re feeling very small and insecure,
How amazingly unlikely is your birth,
And pray that there’s intelligent life somewhere up in space,
‘Cause there’s bugger all down here on Earth.


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