I Think these Mushrooms are starting to Kick in

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In fields of thought where minds take flight,
Psilocybin, beacon of light,
A fungus fair with magic deep,
Unveils the secrets that we keep.

Within the realms of conscious glow,
Its tendrils reach, its wonders show,
Expanding minds to see anew,
The world bathed in a different hue.

With whispers soft, it guides the way,
Through realms of dreams where spirits play,
Unlocking doors to inner sight,
Revealing truths within the night.

In every cap and stem, we find,
A gateway to the realms of mind,
Where ego fades and hearts align,
In unity, we feel divine.

Through psilocybin's mystic grace,
We journey to a sacred place,
Where healing hands and wisdom meet,
And souls find solace, pure and sweet.

So let us honor, let us praise,
The gifts of fungi, ancient days,
For in their depths, we find the key,
To unlock our truest destiny.

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May the symphony of our shared passion reverberate and echo through the boundless expanse of our auditory odyssey.

-Niten Iwato