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Rainbow Warrior Handbook
soon to be published
The Underground Guide to the Psychedelic Revolution
– A Book by Kai Teo
How can psychedelics change the world? This book is a global call to all psychedelic explorers – Rainbow Warriors – to come together and start a revolution in human consciousness, thought, and behaviour, armed not with guns, but with love.
Read chapter one here
Dear men, it's time to come out of our self denial and start making changes. And I sincerely hope that all of us, as a united human race, can work together towards a safer, freer planet.
Some of my friends had the idea that I’m preaching LSD as the miracle drug that could change the world, which, when I was younger, was indeed a naive idea that I had often dreamt of.
An excerpt from Rainbow Warrior Handbook, "On LSD, the separateness of these networks breaks down and instead you see a more integrated or unified brain.”
The term "ze" serves to give the freedom of choice to individuals who do not feel that they belong to either the male or female gender.
"A majority of us are still stuck in the archaic patriarchal mindset that men have to be manly, do manly shit, drink manly drinks and wear manly clothes."
We went to our moon and stuck an American flag there. So why can’t aliens come to earth and paint an alien dick picture and post it up on alien instagram?
Every time I eat meat, the mix of intense ecstasy and overbearing guilt slides down my throat. It’s kinda like having sex with your best friend’s partner. Super exciting, but really wrong.
While we know that LSD is illegal, you might still encounter some stranger at a rave who would offer you some. When that happens, here’s our take on it.
Lurking in the midst of these big-hearted people, there’re those who want others to think that they are volunteering but in actual fact, not doing much at all.
It’s fucking simple shit. A kid, covered in bruises, turns up at your doorstep crying. She’s hungry, cold, and ran away from home because Daddy’s beating her up. What would you say to her?
You want anarchy? This is anarchy. We might not solve any long-term problems for homelessness, but at least we can show them that we care. And that can mean the world to someone.
"I grew up in a Baptist family, which is (at the moment) gradually becoming predominately Jehovah's Witnesses. Honestly, I cannot believe the things they believe and how they all sound like script-following, robotic individuals who have been programmed to recruit more believers."
I was invited to witness the big bang. I was at the front row in the cinema of the miracle of creation.
We are all humans. We all deserve a chance to fight for a better living. And if we want to make things better for everyone in Singapore, we better fucking change our attitude.
Whoever said that you can’t be in love with two, or more people at the same time? Love is the only thing in this world that grows, not decreases, when you share it.
Many of us continue holding on to senselessly conservative sexual values.
The first epidemic tendency I would like to trash a bit is, the smartphone.
I have a penis. And I love it. But I’ve chosen “female” as my gender on Facebook.
Like many people, I used to dismiss the concept of spirituality as new-age hocus pocus that sound as absurd as the idea of Noah’s Ark.
Feminism has become somewhat a popular badge to wear these days.
People in Malmö tend to be very enthusiastic in trying to stand out and identify themselves as unique individuals.
And if sexuality is truly a choice, then everyone would choose to be bisexual. This way, we can pick anyone!
Life in Dubai takes pretty much any glimmer of positivity that’s left and replaces it with soul-crushing hatred.
So there I was, sitting in my corner, eating my fried rice, squinting my eyes at the racist remarks flying around the small office space.
Let’s really examine what Singlish means to us as individuals, nationally and globally.
I took a deep breath in and took every THC molecule in that puff into my lungs.
So you’re a straight man. And someone asks if you’re gay, or assumes you’re gay.
There’re a million reasons for you to lash out against our LGBT family, but there only needs to be one to embrace them: Basic human rights.
The Singaporeans described here do not represent the entire country. Don't be uptight.
A peculiar group of people that reside with moose and polar bears in the cold Nordics, otherwise known to the world as Swedes.
Why was there so much rage? Why was there so much pent-up frustration?
It’s like free drugs without the side effects. Put it all in your mouth already.
To the Swedes, talking to strangers can be as terrifying as being stuck in the elevator with Nicki Minaj.
When a bunch of people with dreadlocks decide to gather in the wilderness, collectively refusing to shower, beautiful things usually happen.
ANOTHER SPACE / ANOTHER PLACE challenges the image of our time and discusses issues concerning place, identity and visions of a possible future.
"I hate tents, I hate large crowds of intoxicated ppl, and I can't deal with feeling like I'm trapped in zombie land for days without having anything to do besides getting intoxicated."
Amidst ISIS terror attack warnings from the authorities, and the rife fear mongering, our Middle East ravers have set aside their differences and come together to stomp to the same beat of the galloping unicorn.
I found the Holy Lion staring straight into my eyes. It glowed a bright fiery orange, and the intensity in its eyes was not one of fury, but of infinite wisdom and power.
This time, Buddha Mag and our mascot Jessica Shanti Larsson jumped into a Saab with a few bindi-wearing wildlings, and embarked on a treacherous journey to the legendary Love Forest.
The thing about the lower temperatures, is that it acts as a natural filter for the not-so-committed hippies.
Motherfuckers, praise me now, I just came up with the next million-dollar idea.
What made Ozora magical and spiritually enlightening for me wasn’t the Psytrance, it was the community.
If you don’t have some kind of special talent, or you’re not so confident about your lack of one, Norberg Festival might just make you feel shit about yourself.
At 8 in the morning, when the festival hadn’t even officially started, everyone you see still awake is probably a very happy person.
Swedish music festivals are notorious for drunken stupidity, teenagers behaving badly, and bad pop music. Not this one.
Oh, hold on, let me empty my backpack. I’ve brought 10 litres of beer as fuel for our souls.
Yes, we heard that the minimum age for entry is 13. That’s disturbing.
The legendary Fusion Festival. Its name embodies its entire philosophy.
We give someone a disposable camera. They take pictures of anything, anyone, anywhere, anytime. We get the camera back after 24 hours. And you get to see the pictures, and a glimpse into their lives.
In this open document, you could write anything, add any picture, delete anyone's stuff, or even change the document title – with full anonymity, and zero personal consequences. So go ahead.
"I'm Jessica Larsson, a 21-year-old spiritual seeker from Stockholm, Sweden. My profile is a journey of my self discovery and spiritual enlightenment around the world. Love and light!"
We're kinda poor too, but we want to help those who are not as financially able as us.
Everyone in Malmö can choose to leave money in, or to take money out.
So this was how it felt like sitting on the streets. People instantly think that you want something from them and ignore you like a fucking plague.
At first glance, the poems might seem to be randomly placed, but plot their locations on a map, and here's what you'll get.
We’re mothers, daughters and sisters to all.
Every city has its own unique culture, sights and sounds. And to really experience its soul, we listen to its music.
The founders of Backyard Sessions, Malmö, envisioned something entirely different. They wanted to change the face of what we call “partying”.
"Kiloton is like a genderless knight in floral armour, riding into the mainstream scene of Malmö, to fight the injustices of bad club behavior and bad DJs that can only press play and pause on Spotify."
We’ve taken off our shoes, put on our bindis, and turned on the neon lights to dance our tits off in this all-female-DJ tribute to the saint.
The star of Burning Man as well as Boom Festival has descended to the mortal realms of the Malmö underground to take our minds to his whimsical wonderland.
"This year’s drill is the same as the last: Full power, 24 hour, no toilet, no shower, only brothers, sisters and lovers."
And not some overpaid jock-strap who wastes his fans’ time by pressing play then jumping around like a big sissy for 2 hours.
Fuck me. It was like Jersey Shore on acid. And it was a serious culture shock.
Malmö’s long-awaited indoor Psytrance party that stretched 12 full hours starting from Saturday night.
Young, fun, full of energy and infectiously dancey, the music of this Swedish 10-person band is what Malmö’s all about – Fusion.
Two relentless dance floors with merciless DJs that spared no thought for our eardrums, and left no room for doubting the sound system.
The house party stands at the very core of the Swedish party scene.
Listening to Angerfist, the godfather of the hardstyle/hardcore scene, always made me feel like the weird kid in school that no one talks to.
If you’re one of those dirty little boys who hit the clubs just to rub your groin against an unsuspecting female on the dance floor, you’re out of luck here.
40 gorgeous people donning exquisite Victorian dresses, giant feathered hats, designer tuxedos and original snakeskin leather shoes were hard not to notice.
The longest day of the year is celebrated in Sweden by dancing drunk, and sometimes naked, around a giant penis.
Drums thundered and splashed our bodies with an uncontrollable urge to groove to the primitive beats.
She’s inviting the world to share her passion for plants, to witness their immense power, and to remember that we are not just a part of nature, but nature itself.
Every picture was more than a captured moment – they were intimate stories of love, joy, and the immense strength of the human spirit.