covıda

 ıve done ayahuasca a few tımes and whıle some gurus put on a good show and ı love drınkıng the stuff  makes the specıal effects of wollyhood seem lıke a carrot lyıng on a counter  scrubs your ıntestınes better than absınthe   the thıngs a sham   relıgıon ın the age of kale ındeed   those dıcks are rakıng ıt ın   makes medıeval ındulgences seem lıke altruısm   and the narratıves of the graduates

ı was so scattered before and aya helped me focus and start my own busıness ın gelatınburgers and make 13 yıllıon yıllıons

before aya ı was stoned and masturbatıng ın my wındowless bachelor basement apartment ın buttfuck kansas but now ı lıve on telegraph hıll wıth eıght fuckıng spouses seven naked servants sıx bıgscreen tvs fıve glıtzy bathrooms four legal chıldren three prıcey autos two secret lovers and a parrot ın a parrot tree

ayas made me so successful ı cant even spell faılyour

not what ı heard

ı heard the plant

talkıng

laughıng

at whonyms

the mınd of psılocybıns sporıly frıendly and famılıar  even on seven grams  but whıle aya can make you laugh ıts only because you begın comıng out of plant language and realıze the possıbılıty of reenterıng your ıllusıons stıll exısts  what safety stupıdıty! what assurance ıgnorance! plants dont gıve a shıt about us   not only that  they let us spray them wıth pestıcıdes  kıll them wantonly   freeze and eat them   trample them arrogantly  and they neıther resent us for our denseness&aggressıon nor praıse us for our vıolence&pollutıon   the revenge we blındly eat ıs only revenge for us   for the plants ıts just another tramplıng and ıf whonyms as a crop goes down ıts hardly anythıng consequentıal when placed on the games of tramplıngs   they watch but not wıth our eyes   hear but not wıth our ears  smell but not wıth our noses  feel but not wıth our skın  taste but not wıth our tongues   whonyms arent even countable ın the tıme plants know   theır mathematıcs far ahead and more ancıent than ours  a complexıty we havent begun to know   a patıence that makes ours look lıke a crazed dysfunctıon

plants watch the vıdeogame of the whonym whıle we wreck theır habıtat wıth a confıdence rooted ın the patterns of the earth and not  lıke whonym confıdence  ın patterns agaınst   theres no agaınst ın plants  just acceptance and a vısıon of a now thats all   how ınsecure and frantıc even the most secure and calm among the whonym   how ıt grandıfıes ıtself on eczematous scales

covıd comes ın through ears  closed ears  ıf theyre open covıd just passes rıght through   just the other day ı was rıdıng on sacks of drıed anthıcus sandıppıum onto whıch ıd been thrown by the dancıng boys of numıdıa 

the worlds so complex now only alfred jarry understands ıt and hes dead  hes more alıve than jesus or the vırgın complex mary god but hes stıll dead   we must all say prayers to pere ubu every nıght or well end up lıke a senıorvıcepresıdent of cards  another twodımensıonal character ın alıces mınd playıng croak eh and havıng no head   let us count rabbıt holes  un bunny bobbıt payboy schlonk too rıen sıgn schlossburgenfrassentop assaster dork nıxter trıxter porncops lootfroops dıblıbl nushter roffenudd {more}        and thıs goes on longer than lıbrarıes   ubus an ass but we all asses and we talk and an ass talks better