Thursday, December 11

mush in your room, i'll stay portobello.

nature wins, neighbors!
i haven't opened the lid on this little terrarium in over a year,
but somehow,
a sneaky little spore climbed in there, took root among the rhizomes,
and spread her minky mycofungal feelers throghout the sunovab!tch.
check the dirt-fruit-type teleport:
yeah!!!
huh?
oh,whatever.
who says i have to only show you cookies and sh!t?
i think that secret mushroom life activation is pretty cool,
and kinda cute, too.
awwww.
c'mon.
a little longneck brown umbrella playing nice with the plants?
that's cooperation,
and that's expert.
above the terrariums on my table,
i've got an absolutely superfancy unnecessary ornament hanging out.
teleport:
if too much is the right amount,
(and i'm positive that's a thing)
then i'm definitely on the right path.
big is good,
huge is better,
and ridiculously disproportionate is perfect.
(that's what she said?)
yeah.
i'm inside my Folk Life & Liberty Fortress,
watching the wind blow and the rain fall,
and outside it's pure sh!t,
but inside,
despite the chill that won't leave this massive manse,
everything is unfolding the way it's supposed to.
i am grateful for the time i have been given,
here in my home in the woodsly goodness.
all of it, all the time is what's up, and what's right.
that's the truth;
never quiet, never soft.....

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