“Home” - neurobiologically solidified in the brain of every person who enters and walks in this
world. The longer someone stays in a place, which holds emotionally positively occupied experiences for him/her, the stronger engrams (gr.: gramma - inscription) a physiological trace in the
mind. The totality of all engrams, there are billions and billions, we call memory. „Home is where
I am well“ (Patria est, ubicumque est bene) noted Cicero intuitively correct millennia before all
nuclear spin and magnetic resonance tomographies. The Psychonaut is also concerned with
what is actually going on in the conscious and subconscious mind, i.e. with the exploration of
one‘s own inner home. Ernst Jünger gave it lasting form in a book about drugs, intoxication and
meditation entitled Annäherungen. The Psychonaut‘s spiritual quest takes him into both the inner
and outer spaces of the world. Always in search of a place that his psyche can emotionally affirm
and make its home.
Stefan Seffrin‘s Psychonaut knows through long and lasting engramming: such places are not
easy to find. A long and arduous journey awaits the seeker. Seffrin‘s Psychonaut wanders the
confessionals, hunter‘s seats, volcanic peaks and winter landscapes of the outer world in search
of soulmates who also carry the longing and urgency of his journey in their inner world. Often it
is outdrops, fringe members of society, whom the Psychonaut encounters. This is no accident.
The psyche, as the term “Psychonaut” points out to us, is connected to nautics, the science of
running a ship. Psyche places, through all storms, sitting in the lookout, the highest point, its
gaze towards Utopia. There is not eternal time for the search, hardly anyone feels this more deeply than the Psychonaut. The brain ages with us. When the engrams begin to dissolve, the feeling
of home also gradually disappears. The places where we had a good time fade away. This is one
more reason for the Psychonaut to wander incessantly, always carrying the feelings of home with
him as food for the journey.
A ZEN master from 7th century Japan would probably have accompanied Stefan Seffrins Psychonaut inwardly approvingly a few miles along the way. The ZEN master wrote: „In the sea of
living, in the sea of dying, tired in both, my soul seeks the mountain where all the tide ebbs“.