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An entity is something that exists in itself, actually or potentially, concretely or abstractly, physically or not. It need not be of material existence. In particular, abstractions and legal fictions are usually regarded as entities. In general, there is also no presumption that an entity is animate.
The word may refer, for example, to Bucephalus, the horse of Alexander; to a stone; to a cardinal number; to a language; or to ghosts or other spirits.
The word entitative is the adjective form of the noun entity. Something that is entitative is considered in its own right.
In philosophy, ontology is about the recognition of entities. The words ontic and entity are derived respectively from the ancient Greek and Latin present participles that mean 'being'.
Terence Kemp McKenna (November 16, 1946 – April 3, 2000) was an American ethnobotanist, mystic, psychonaut, lecturer, and author who spoke and wrote about a variety of subjects, including psychedelic drugs, plant-based entheogens, shamanism, metaphysics, alchemy, language, philosophy, culture, technology, and the theoretical origins of human consciousness. He was called the "Timothy Leary of the '90s", "one of the leading authorities on the ontological foundations of shamanism", and the "intellectual voice of rave culture".
McKenna formulated a concept about the nature of time based on fractal patterns he claimed to have discovered in the I Ching, which he called novelty theory, proposing this predicted the end of time in the year 2012. His promotion of novelty theory and its connection to the Mayan calendar is credited as one of the factors leading to the widespread beliefs about 2012 eschatology. Novelty theory is considered pseudoscience.
Terence McKenna was born and raised in Paonia, Colorado, with Irish ancestry on his father's side of the family.
Hell stands still with an empty throne.
With an audience ignited in a conflagration
Composed by their lord. Descending to their
Exhausted knees, they begin to apprehensively
Examine their boiling skin, which only crumbles
Away even at the most delicate touch.
Hundreds upon thousands consumed only by their
Own unmistakable immorality.
Over and over repeatedly this relentless process.
Thousands of speechless bodies pile over
Each other, completely motionless.
Over and over again.
Thousands of speechless bodies pile over
Each other.
Pile over each other.
Completely motionless.
Hell stands still with an empty throne.
Hell stands still.
Descending to their exhausted knees.
They begin to apprehensively examine their boiling skin.
They can no longer depart from their dismantled remains.
Depart from their dismantled remains.
Far from it's eternal home this demon stands over my
Crippled anatomy, he buries his weight into my impaired
Lungs and spreads my ribs wide open.
This cancer now inhabits my chest in complete dormancy.
I lay completely paralyzed with my entirely frozen limbs.