Remember one day while foraging the root a
burdock to drink. Just exploring the truth about herb crops. I think I spied a blue
flare. Like a spark in the daylight. Right by where I grew a share of kryptonite that
tastes nice. To my despair, the Zuka fairy was picking nugs like berries. Stealing from
the reproducion areas like pissing above. Buried here. I was only deceiving her.
Honest I was. That's what she said. But it was so weird to meet her that I caught her.
A bus. Getting closer now. Here it comes. A ringing of the ears. Expansion of the
lungs. Drum circles repeating the tingling sensation. Sub zero freezing body, eight
generation. I'm imploding. The THC levels of this vessel have superseded natural
occupancy. MCA devils and other things. So incredible that I now fully understand the
secrets of the universe. In path to the right. In the black light maze, they've hampered
my sight, but a match. Lights ablaze.