Intentional Fungal Poisoning

just a conversation with a coworker

So she asked me,

‘What do you know about mushrooms?’

 

And I said,

‘What do you want to know?’

There was a meandering question

That lead to another

Until we wandered

To the point of hallucination

 

But she wasn’t sure

Replying,

‘I don’t know if I would like

That,

Hallucinating…’

 

We danced around the topic

If only for a moment

As I described my hallucinations

And the way they affected me

The influence it had on my perceptions

 

I tried to explain that

Everything seemed to have a

Heavier influence on the user

In this state

Or perhaps that the influence

Seemed to be more apparent..

 

Details were given

On experiences of my own

Things I had seen and felt

The way they altered my thinking

I told her how

I lost myself on one trip

Became identity less

Only to rediscover who I was

As the hallucination continued

 

I tried to explain how

A brush with insanity

Intentional fungal poisoning

Made sanity all the more palpable

 

But the subject that caught her attention

Was my mention of mirrors

 

I had warned her to avoid them

While hallucinating

So she asked me, ‘Why?’

 

I began with through the looking glass

Explaining how the sequel to

Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland

Began with the girl

Staring into the mirror on the mantle

Wondering of the world

On the other side of the mirror

Was the same as hers

Or if the other side of everything

Was different

 

So she crawled onto the mantle

And into the mirror

Into wonderland

 

Realizing that this was not the best example

I tried to explain the fear of the dark

And how the fear comes from our imagination

Filling in the spaces

 

I had a friend who looked into a mirror

Post mushroom ingestion

And when he went to touch his face

His fingers elongated

And wrapped up over the top of his head

To touch the palm they originated from

 

My belief is that mirrors are as influenced

By our imagination as the dark is

This is why we think we look better

When we are happy

And vice versa

 

In response she noted that

Her photographs

Never made her feel as self conscious

As a mirror

Perhaps because she was unable to

Alter her appearance in the photo

 

The mirror made he look for flaws

While the photo simply captured

What was there

 

But to end the conversation appropriately

I made the comment

That mirrors aren’t all bad

They just can’t be trusted

When you’ve ingested mushrooms…

02/16/2013

0223 am

Reviews

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The last comment is hilarious! But this entire piece is extremely insightful. You remind me of my substance abuse days and how i was completely amazed by the way everything got accentuated during that phase. Happiness would seem like the universe and sadness would seem like the end of the universe. The substance wasn't as strong though so I'm not sure how I would respond to the substance you speak of. But I do know the feeling and I think you described it remarkably well.

[K.C. Zbryk]

Im glad you enjoyed the humor and the piece itself. I was hoping that people would find some way to relate to this piece, even if only slightly, and your feelings of the universe are right on the dot. Its like those feelings intensified and attached to everything around you. I think you would enjoy mushrooms and the response to them is all in the mindset prior to eating them. thank you for reading my friend.

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I hear you, dude. Perhaps an opportunity to try mushrooms will mushroom in the future. And, it's always a privilege to read you. :)

[K.C. Zbryk]

You never know where they will pop up, and im sorry that i havent had much to post lately..

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No problemo! I'm just happy to read the weed you write. You always write dope. :P