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Mycelium. Mycelium. Mycelium. Mycelium…
I ain't a bald primate
That tongue does not relate
Man is done
The ape is dead
Lungs of the planet on a golden thread
I ain't debating
I'm a mushroom, ok
I spread like lava
Rise like bread
Currency of decay
Amongst my kin, I extend acidic salutations
Exhale the dust of seasons
Inhale the breath of civilisations
I grip with devil's fingers and stroke the green curtain
We, the thoughtful element
Dumb rock
Unthinking ocеan
Network of the wood
Tannin of the еvening
Synapse of the bush
I disappear amongst my kin
Mycelium. Mycelium. Mycelium. Mycelium…
2. Be a silly billy
PSA:
1. If you are not silly, it is vital you become silly
2. If you are silly, you must stay silly
2. If you used to be silly but have stopped, you must make all efforts to return to silliness
Reject reading social cues!! Embrace collecting personal intel via the mycorrhizal network that connect us all.