Gazing, we do not see it
we call it empty space
Listening, we do not hear it
we call it silence or noise
Groping, we do not grasp it
we call it intangible
But here . . . . .
we . . . . . . spin through it
Electric, silent, subtle.
Copied verbatim from:
Psychedelic Prayers by Timothy Leary, page II-6.
Library of Congress catalog card nr. 66-23650. Published 1966.
In the foreword, it's described as a translation of the chinese Tao te Ching, written under the influence of LSD.
And get this: the book is dedicated to Aurora and William Hitchcock
The Tao te Ching was supposedly written in the 6th century BC..