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Mad mushrooms of desire Move through membranes of memory Transforming minions of thought Into spunky spores hankering for kargyogamy Psilocybin-inspired euphorias Infiltrate neural arrays Urging us toward new syngamies As molecular-driven packets Alter perception in many ways Residual rhizomes of consciousness Transform whole societies And the vegetative hypae of Mass consumers can be altered Through spiritual kargyogamy The Whole Earth's Air is Pregnant With Countless Intoxicating Spores And sooner or later we'll enter a state In which the microbial tissue in our heads Extends in all directions as As roots of our feet connect To our planet's soil in Every space |
Chris: |
It seems this author has been exposed to too much Timothy Leary and Carlos Castaneda. |
Miok: |
Yep, kargyogamic consciousness is not going to save the world. |
Kris: |
Besides – this poem isn't about love, but hankering. |
Tim: |
It takes discernment to see the difference. |
