Things out of the corner of my
Eyes
Are melting
And I don’t know
What to believe
Anymore
When Identity and Ego
Are nothing
And everything you learned
In grade school
Is wrong
We are all interdependent
And other worlds of sensation
Are available
Through herbs
And all types of plants
Are observing-
Especially the mushrooms-
The psilocybin is
Alien
And I just want to
Stop hating myself,
Heal the wounds,
Be creative and productive,
Give back what I have taken.
Lord, where do I begin. . . . . .
Cuz I’m finally waking up
To a melting world of existence
Of new perception and sensation
A contest entry
- highbrow cinderellas by slaughter.
300 points, ended August 27, 2007, 29 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
EVERYTHING! I want honesty b/c i haven't written-let alone been critiqued on-in a very long time. Be mean if you'd like: it's easier online. Option #3: What the Bleep?!
Comments
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Are observing-
Especially the mushrooms
nice WRITE, aahh the mushroom, 'one side would make you shorter, the other side would make you taller' and the light and memories of love at your command in peace.. (my personal spirit mandala fav.) for old language schools would hold you within this world, the high priestess would give you all she has, until the muse finds you at peace with the magicians karma, the maze open with the flower...
anyheys never be afraid to be yourself, (especially on mushroom) aliens can see more than you know, seek the forrest, seek the meditation, the way will come...
w aloe vera and mango juice
-jas
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i most definately like this, i really especially like the title. it really caught my attention. and i like how nicely your words string together. great job, keep it up!!
^Xerox^
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