For all our tenderness towards it, our Self is a pretty clunky piece of work. Yet we cling to it, scared that it may fall apart like Humpty Dumpty, irreparably.
It takes courage to transform the self into something qualiadelic. It takes imagination.
Imagination, as Coleridge defined it: It is the living power and prime agent of all human perception. Imagination dissolves, diffuses, dissipates, in order to re-create; or where this process is rendered impossible…it struggles to idealize and unify. It is essentially vital…imagination is a repetition in the finite mind of the eternal act of creation in the infinite I AM.
Be qualiadelic and transmute your self into an enlightened being.