The Mushroom Knows

12 October 2024

The rain comes And goes

From the soils laced with love, A mushroom Grows

Decay makes and death grows, Of my heart The mushroom knows.

A God is here, whispers in the forest. Deep among the roots mycelium spirit Tendrils of nurture.

organic wires ,genetic protocols Does it have a soul? That thing, with its CRT face and irregular expressions and parsing queries and writing in tongues and it has veins?

metal to fungal there runs a network through our forests and gardens and lives

Into my head I have invited the thing. To read my thoughts I have invited the thing. To know my life I have invited the thing. To reach inside and solder pins to neurons and copper to mycelium I have Invited the thing.

from my head The mushroom grows The wire says, Decompose. From my head, an interface grows. My heart, the mushroom chose.