A fruiting body
But it isn’t a fruit
Mushrooms are such a wild hoot
Stir fried, it’s so good with veggies
It’s not a vegetable
It’s more like an animal
But it’s not that either
The fruiting bodies appear in wet weather
Then seemingly disappears into the ether
They come in magic and mundane
They come in Chaga, Chicken of the Woods, Reishi, Turkey Tail and Lion’s mane
Lots about mushrooms was studied by Beatrice Potter
But they didn’t want to take her seriously
Because she was a woman
And worse
An amateur
To this day even those who give her credit
Gaslight her on the side
As though the men who gave her a chance to study
Should have been a better buddy
And protected her from the inevitable
Pain of being treated with chauvenism
By male ego games
But painting rabbits and ducks
Isn’t all she did
And I think it’s good the question the establishment’s bid
Because other wise history repeats
So remember the Movie Miss Potter
And all they Omitted
To make it seem a romance
Rather than a woman lay scientist
Who first discovered things that men only later
Confirmed
Because hearing it from an amateur
From a woman
They squirmed
Mycelium create electrical synapses like your brain
Myco friends can communicate a language
Beyond our understanding
With electrical spikes like synapses
When their message message sends
That have the capacity to transmit across quite distant terrain
But please don’t use to it to entrain
To interface machine brain interface
Id rather an amyloid than become an android if I had to pick
But believe w can stick
To win win solutions
That have real kick
When undo the causes and the roots
We can find healing that fruits
Our organic divinity
In our humanity
Arising
Beyond insanity
But don’t eat amanita
Unless you want to drink a reindeer’s pee
Cause if you have that way
They’ve processed it through to eliminate the toxins
Through their sassy reindeer kidney
And remember the pluripotent potential of LSD
And how it’s been used by agencies with letters three
Let discernment and wisdom and intuition guide thee
What’s right for you might not be right for me
But all of us are sill one human-divine-love-filled Family
I know for me, I’m gonna stick with stir fry
Sobriety
People already think I’m drugged
When I’m just being me
When I used to have a bitchute channel more than once they saw my joy
And asked what I was on
But the truth is I’m just high on my soul
And that’s why I’m dancing down the street
Don’t need no LSD to know I’m one with all
And have a ball
Just stretching my arms open wide to the sky
Hugging trees
Greeting neighbors
Listening to birds
And marveling
When I see a fruiting body
And thinking of Nordic reindeer herds
I couldn’t dance without the myceilum
That literally holds up the earth
And I’m grateful
I’m grateful
For all the ways mushrooms can heal
As I invite the goodness of life
To pervade and upgrade
Our organic ascension
So heaven on earth is given birth
And that goofy mushroom
With its mycelial mirth
Smiles as at shrooms out
On the neighbors lawn
And the next day
It is gone
By Alicia Kwon Copyright 2025
https://www.techspot.com/news/97836-scientist-have-developed-living-pc-made-mushrooms.html
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