Spores

Where the problem(?) lies

People think it lies in taking too much

It lies in taking too little

Because if you take too little

You can resist it

And then it can turn into a real mess

Because you're afraid of it

What you wanna do

Is take sufficiently enough

That there's no escape

The front of your head becomes like a cinemascopic camera

You just feel like your eyes must be bugging out of your head

You burst into a place that is absolutely swarming with some kind of intelligent life

It's like watching an atomic explosion

On the other side of 50 feet of absolutely clear crystal glass

Where all your only job is

To hang on

The amazing thing about the mushroom

The unique thing about them

Is that they speak

Psilocybin just pulls up a chair on the porch

And puts its feet up you know

(hahaha)

They talk to you

They will answer questions

They will carry on conversations

Because the typical trip will put you through changes

But is not dangerous

They seem to be

The vector at the end of time

You can't believe this is happening

In my mind

If I can just live through it

You have to either immediately jettison

Everything you've ever believed about reality

Or you have to embrace that you are absolutely crackers

The ego feels threaten by the boundary dissolution

But this is really tough

I mean, you know the Buddhist

Talked about slaying the ego

This is slaying the ego for real

This man has a pathological chronic

Pathological delusion