The Universe and I walked into a bar – And the truths we shared
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Here’s how it all began, the grand rollercoaster ride that ended my pursuit, the one trip that stopped me from chasing further, and the big boom boom that told me that there was nothing more to discover.
Their world was much smaller, a lot simpler, and had a lot less grey areas. Life meant “go to work, come home to your family, pay your bills, that’s it”.
Not every trip has to be transformational, not every person has to teach us life lessons, not every thought has to be the “universe sending us a message”.
When we start thinking that we’re better than someone who likes to get a little tipsy, or another who pops a funny pill once in a while, we’re being judgmental assholes. And guess what, we’re not as #woke as we think we are.
Walking around town sometimes attracts comments ranging from, “Bruce Lee! Kung fu?” to “Hello, you Indian? You play the flute?”.
Personally, I believe that it’s at least better to do fitness yoga than no yoga.
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.
It was simple. The boys never cried, and we never questioned why. Boys don’t cry. Only girls do that.
I eat rice, know kung fu and have a small penis.
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.
By the way, who mined those crystals? Like, is it all like fair-trade and sustainable? That’s more important to me for now.
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.”
Why I think Sweden is "better" than Singapore.
"43% of our doctors, our engineers, our school teachers, our colleagues, could all be terrorists in disguise."
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.
Plants are using biochemicals to send a message of survival that the world needs to hear.
You hate capitalism. But you wear Adidas, smoke Marlboros, and take selfies with your iPhone.
Are we becoming the "immigrants" mainstream media has stereotyped us as?
"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.
I’m not here to corrupt your culture’s values. Nor am I here to try to influence you to adopt the Singaporean culture. Neither am I milking your welfare system.
Yes, dear boss, I quit. And here's why.
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.
Many of us become disconnected from the stars in the sky because we concern ourselves with the ones we see dancing around on television.
Because the whole idea of paying people money to make us do something is an insult to the human spirit. And all stock images are lies.
So who the fuck came up with these terrible things we tell to children to make them behave?
"People are free to travel without passports. There won’t be any refugees. Nor immigrants. We are all citizens of this Earth."
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.
A genuine heterosexual does NOT concern himself with homosexuality, especially if he/she has a healthy sex life.
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?
Dear 15 Year Old.
People will never accept you because you’re different. Always remember it’s their loss.
It seems as if the majority of our society prefers obedience over intelligence.
“He worked like a dog, gave nothing back then died full of regret” is a pretty fucking depressing obituary. Go out and live.
“It’s the last time I can swipe right today, so I’ll save it for someone special.”
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."
We would like to use this chance to bring his legacy to the next level and usher in the new generation of citizens.
I was invited to witness the big bang. I was at the front row in the cinema of the miracle of creation.
We're not sure if we're getting this right. But here's the advice from our team of writers.
Senast i april i år beräknas vattnet från den vattenreservoar vi använder i vårt område, Cantareira, vara helt slut.
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 have never heard of Charlie Hebdo until recently, including me.
Darwin’s theory of the survival of the fittest kinda explains why humans are the biggest assholes in today’s ecosystem.
“What the fuck is this hippie blabbering on about?”
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.
Dubai is in the desert and it’s super freakin hot all summer, so nobody comes here to perform.
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?
On the face of it, Dubai is just exactly what you see on TV.
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.
It’s about spreading the love, helping the world understand freedom, healing through music, and creating a selflessly sharing community.
When a bunch of good people in Malmö, Sweden decided to come together to redefine raving, they called it Backyard Sessions.
When a bunch of people with dreadlocks decide to gather in the wilderness, collectively refusing to shower, beautiful things usually happen.
"If God was a sound, she would reside in Norberg Festival."
Welcome to Andra Vaerlden Gathering 2017 – A charming gathering of kindred souls, smelly hippies, and world-class musicians
Highlights from probably the most scenic festival on planet earth
The greatest highlights from the festival, plus some juicy stuff!
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.
From the city of Ozora to the country town of Lost Theory, I have discovered and uncovered a deeper connection to the whole that surrounds me.
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.
Both nights were shit for different reasons that I’m about to explain.
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.
The legendary Creamfields rolled in to Abu Dhabi this past weekend for the 5th year running.
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.
The Rainbow Warrior’s daily column in Ozorian Prophet 2018. Join the love revolution!
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.
In 7 days, our poem became a collection of beautiful words from 213 submissions, from 28 countries, from ages 13 to 63.
This year, instead of receiving, I believe that it'll be a greater gift if we can give to those less fortunate than us.
Everyone can poetry. That's why Buddha Mag has started a platform for all poets of world to showcase their talent, or the lack of it. You be the judge.
Our column for the print edition of The Ozorian Prophet – the daily newspaper that is distributed on the sacred festival grounds.
Don't let our homeless go hungry! Let's crowdfund them!
"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.
KLÖBB – Malmø, Sweden’s only club evening dedicated to Noise.
Malmö has come up with its own answer for a healthy, drug-free, alcohol-free, weekday morning rave – Frukostklubben AKA The Breakfast Club.
The founders of Backyard Sessions, Malmö, envisioned something entirely different. They wanted to change the face of what we call “partying”.
Years of festival training wasn’t enough to prepare me for their superhuman party stamina.
"It’s the cool kid in school with green hair and a shitty nipple piercing you wished you had the guts to be."
"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."
What you saw wasn’t your imagination, it’s a vision of a possible future
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.
"They talked about themselves and what they have, neither of which were very attention-grabbing."
"This year’s drill is the same as the last: Full power, 24 hour, no toilet, no shower, only brothers, sisters and lovers."
For those of you who don’t know who Sven Väth is, which I sincerely hope is none of you, he is a German DJ.
And not some overpaid jock-strap who wastes his fans’ time by pressing play then jumping around like a big sissy for 2 hours.
How can anyone even stand the pounding beats of Psytrance without being a little high?
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.
It’s an entire wall made up of giant speakers, cranked up to top volume.
Ahora bien…¿en qué se relaciona la palabra histeria y aquelarre con la palabra queer?
I’m not high. Not stoned. Not tripping. Not drunk. Not even tipsy. I was powered purely by the love of life.
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.
We also discovered a new level of boredom.
Malmö uses the Wall of Sound to defend our sound minds and bodies against fascist pigs.
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.
I would imagine the scene to look a little scary for someone who’s used to indie pop.
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.
Find out what goes on behind the scenes in our exclusive interview with the Anonymouse team.
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.
"Muxes for me is just a different gender. Here in Juchitán at least it's a normality. Here, people accept you and let you do what you want to do."
Every picture was more than a captured moment – they were intimate stories of love, joy, and the immense strength of the human spirit.
Be Svendsen describes his indescribable genre in this Buddha Mag exclusive interview.
"Mr.What? is about asking questions – About life, about our meaning. Who are we? What are we doing here?"
It’s Atari getting disco pregnant and giving birth to an Italian child.
She took control of our every sense, and our minds, leaving no room for individual thought, robbing us of our egos.
“I want to take them on a journey around the world, from East to West, stopping at the most beautiful places on the planet”
The Bar Tender eases you into her world, Dreamlandia, where it’s a pink, warm sunset, 48 hours a day.
"Love” to “Angela”. Right! Excellent choice! Expressing your undying love to Angela through one of our poems, bought with your money, is definitely the best way to move her to tears.
I couldn’t stop feasting on the free snacks, which included chocolate chip cookies, crisps, deep fried corn, and more.
Which genre is helping? Which genre is hurting? Lets examine the stigmas associated with each genre.
“They could build the highest walls between our nations, but no wall could stop music from uniting us as one.”
Over the time we spent together, I met the most sweetest and truly regal individual I’ve ever met.
Through tedious, methodological calculations and extensive planning, Joakim has been able to recreate the symmetry and intricacy of the natural world.
The duo compares Psytrance to the ancient drumming of tribal communities that our forefathers danced to in order to forge a connection with the gods.
Her work is a stark reminder to the audience that Nature has its powers to take planet earth back.
Regardless, the show is a metaphorical gateway into the future and a culmination of vision and personality.
There was no unifying theme, no standard style, and no noticeable common painting technique.
But despite all the weird-beards and pretence, it was a remarkably relaxing experience.
While Attention Horse could be dismissed easily as another “electro pop” band out of Berlin, there is something intrinsically original about the Band.
“Emmoheee” does more than merely illustrate an idea, it draws us back into the elements which most Singaporean students are more than familiar with.
Es allí, donde las criaturas del mar emergen a la tierra por obra y gracia de David Lavernia (DaveL).
Imagine yourself prying open a tiny, ancient-looking door hidden between the bushes in your neighbour’s garden.
I love writing poems. And I always thought that I was pretty good at that. Until now.
The thing about art events in Malmö is that not everyone knows what the fuck is going on.
Visually stunning comic characters, overly cutesy women, Korean karaoke, Korean dances and fuck loads of Hello Kitty stuff.
“The most powerful idea about this exhibition is their relentless drive to keep their culture alive,”
And in case you were wondering, no insects were harmed during the making of her artwork.
As explorers of consciousness and learners in spirituality, we’ve always felt that we hippies could do more to heal the world than to just put up motivational quotes on Instagram
I hela Brasilien finns de. Överallt. Bara i São Paulo är de över 15 000.
And half the people that visit don’t even buy shit. They just sit around and chill.
Claw can be easily overlooked as another tiny restaurant tucked into a small corner of Souq Al Bahar
A mix of mysterious, freakish, bizarre and unexpected with a good pinch of silliness.
The London hipsters don’t belong here.
Ok, so you’re telling me this is Tintin’s boat? That dude with the little white dog?
Luftloftet creates earth-shattering jazz that any self-proclaimed connoisseur of art could savour hungrily, wherever our preferences in form lie.
Meeting the revolutionary Swedish artistes and hearing their anthem for our future
The Masquerade Ball – a spectacular evening of infinite colours, heart-wrenching drama, and ballistic voices singing a language that I didn’t understand – actually taught me valuable lessons about life.
Their 150 micrograms hit me. There was no clarity, no thought, no consciousness.
1550 humans feeling the reggae-vibe, uniting under a single cause.
At a concert like this, your inner whore (she's there, don't deny her) is brought out. She's brought out and she's celebrated like a depraved goddess.
Michelle Visage opened the show by saying, ”Hello everybody. I’m Michelle Visage and these are my tits!”
They had reggae, world music, balkan, latin, a lovely lady and a whole lot of energy. It seemed like a sure thing.
I’ve always hated growling vocalists and lyrics about death and Satan and shit.
Cirque du Soleil is like nothing you’ve seen before, unless you’ve seen a unicorn.
Although they are performance artists and professional dancers, they made it look so natural, primal, and effortless.
Standing right at the front of the stage, the only clue that we could get that these genius performers were mortal was the sweat on their faces.
There was no popcorn, no red carpet, no fanfare. But when the lights dimmed, real magic unfolded right in front of our very eyes.
If you don’t really know who Daniel Johnston is, you’ll easily mistake him for a homeless alcoholic that collects empty cans at the park.
It was 8 years ago when I first stepped onto the psychedelic beaches of Goa, India. I was young, impressionable, and had no experience whatsoever when it came to mind-altering substances or spirituality.
“I travel to enrich myself, I write to inspire others,” Carlo Taglia, somewhere in his van on our way to Vaerøy, Norway.
Everything was so colourful that we began to look like we’re all one. We couldn’t tell one face from another.
Indian trains are pure hardcore. They’re slightly faster than your bicycle, smell like an overused public toilet, and rock harder than Mick Jagger.
Here’s our itinerary for today: Nothing.
The trip basically started bad and turned into a disaster.
What happens when you take a pair of conservative Asian parents and put them in the middle of Amsterdam’s (in)famous red light district?
Even if it was before noon, most of the bunch of “colored” folks were drunk and out of control.
After a delicious home-cooked meal, we had some beers next to the bonfire, where a local old man shared his wisdom.
It's a day when any differences we've had throughout the year are replaced by laughs, love and most importantly, aqua vitae.
“You hang out with best friends you hadn’t met yet,” says Raj when I ask him what he likes most about traveling. He is right.
About 40% left over the next 10 days. And each time I was perplexed and needed some time to get over yet another empty meditation spot in my vicinity.
Every moment was breathtaking. This was the drive of my life.
Demonstrations and protests directed against the corrupt regime had been going on for several weeks now. And I stepped right into its climax.
Dr. Ali Binazir uses beautiful statistics to help us understand just how tiny the odds are for us even existing, helping us see that us being alive right now, is already the miracle of all miracles.
Researchers at Uppsala University and Karolinska Institutet of Sweden suggest that drinking milk regularly not only does not decrease the risk of bone fractures, it may also lead to an earlier death.
Are you even surprised by the answer?
Ecosia donates at least 80% of its advertising profits to planting tress in Peru, Madagascar, and Burkina Faso.
It tastes like semen. But like bad semen. You know, like someone after a heavy night out drinking mojitos.
I gave it a try, surrendering myself to that glorious ”Now” that everyone rambles on about.
Everything that the interwebz is crazy about has been packed into a 30-minute feature film.
This important documentary on China's dangerous pollution levels have been released last week on the internet. It was promptly removed from all major Chinese websites after it went viral.
This particular fairy was a special one. When she listened to music, she could make herself invisible to normal people.
I had to redefine, not only my self, but my attitude towards human behaviour.
None of the people I talked to knew who the historical figure Guy Fawkes was, or why they used his mask as their brand.
For a 60,000-member organised crime syndicate, the website is a little lack-lustre.
Some men who looked more manly (according to widely upheld stereotypes) were told to walk somewhere else.
We impatiently pulled off each other’s clothes and before long, we were lying stark naked on the cold cement floor.
I could feel her heart pounding like a war drum and her chest rising up and down now as she started taking deep breaths and blowing them onto my neck.
When a best friend’s mom passed away a week ago, we were forced to deal with the issues of our fleeting lives.