fungy ape-to terrence mckenna
out of the mould
mushrooms grow fungus
belching the earth resonance
I took the pill and felt
my exoskeleton vibrate
and the spirit among us
taking presence in a muscle
as a weapon, I felt
decompression and a holy light
of a past civilisation
breathing
and multiple pyramids filtering light
into my forehead
I saw walls flowing Waterous crescents
I saw reason depleting and mysticism
jogging in place
I saw a Mesopotamian beheading
an avatar of some god or other and
Krishna took his place
and rain bequeathed the earth
melting the sod and smoke was draining
from my eye sockets because
i was basing all my actions on because
and multiheaded multi eyes
hailstone red. to my surprise this life I led
was horizontal and full frontal
contrary to what I had read
the rainbow has multiple colours we cant see
so we comprehend there seven instead
and pulses of electricity are waiting to be swept
from sleep
and those who are dreaming have a life as slept
and those awake life have never kept complete
a storm my mind my body emotion
a fungal reverence
from the shaman's potion
mushrooms grow fungus
belching the earth resonance
I took the pill and felt
my exoskeleton vibrate
and the spirit among us
taking presence in a muscle
as a weapon, I felt
decompression and a holy light
of a past civilisation
breathing
and multiple pyramids filtering light
into my forehead
I saw walls flowing Waterous crescents
I saw reason depleting and mysticism
jogging in place
I saw a Mesopotamian beheading
an avatar of some god or other and
Krishna took his place
and rain bequeathed the earth
melting the sod and smoke was draining
from my eye sockets because
i was basing all my actions on because
and multiheaded multi eyes
hailstone red. to my surprise this life I led
was horizontal and full frontal
contrary to what I had read
the rainbow has multiple colours we cant see
so we comprehend there seven instead
and pulses of electricity are waiting to be swept
from sleep
and those who are dreaming have a life as slept
and those awake life have never kept complete
a storm my mind my body emotion
a fungal reverence
from the shaman's potion
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