II: Chemognosis - A Shortcut to Mushrooms
In the meadow of my darkest powers Where realms collide, where spectral energies flow free, In the borderlands between the outer woods And the entangled thickets of the inner landscape, Let the ritual begin! I tread the mill. In an oneironautic state of consciousness, Strange doors open, weird pathways are being laid out As I tread the mill. Backwards, ever round and round, In the meadow of my darkest powers I tread the mill By broom, stang, cauldron, and familiar spirits. By the elements, by the tidal forces of the earth. By the crown, the stem, and the root. By earth and blood and bone, I tread the mill. I sink, and I rise above the profanities of mundane directions As I become part of the current, the constant ebb and flow Of the timeless oceans of energies between the worlds. I dive deep into the otherworldly soil, among the roots. Towards my innermost truth. A pulsating glow within a crystal sphere of spectral energies A I tread the mill. Spells most powerful will be woven here tonight.
Submitted by SerpentEve — Jul 21, 2026
I lay down my body Amongst the copse, in the shrubbery, Amongst the mycelium so vast. Reaching ever outward, forging ties Between the spine and the roots evermor Swallow the funghi, take in the toxin, open gates - Ethereal tendrils crawling from the brain Hypha and sympathetic nervous system intertwined Neurons firing ceaselessly, weaving a net of intoxicating energies Conciliation of body and earth - Forge the spell, craft the chaos! Unleash a stormblast of shambolic power - Skeins of demented magick! One with the woods, wild and wonderful Wave upon wave of surging magickal currents Scorching all that is left of reason in their way A celebration of utter insanity - drawn into the cleansing purifying void Conciliation of body and earth - Forge the spell, craft the chaos! Unleash a stormblast of shambolic power - Skeins of demented magick! Naked down now, stripped down to the bones Step outside again, born of fire, wood, and stone anew
Submitted by SerpentEve — Jul 21, 2026
In the clearing, the circle is set. At the dark of the moon, listen to the brook's call. The eternal song of its burbling along. A dreamlike state of consciousness - Take hold of the branch, Uproot the self, mount the grey steed Given to you by the trees. Tonight, we shall ride the night's skies! Embodiments of the earth, Carry us through the air! Intoxicate us with fire! Quench out thirst with the potions of an outer clarity! And all the shadows shall draw back, The veil is lifted. Impressions and expressions of total elation, Carried along by the extasy of the lack of earthly limitations! Tonight, we shall ride the night's skies! There is no morrow, only now. Journeying beyond the veil eternally. Prepare to soar! The veil is lifted! Take hold of the branch! Uproot the self!
Submitted by SerpentEve — Jul 21, 2026
Millenia among the bones of the earth, Half asleep, mind journeying through space and time, Fueled by a hatred and malice so cold, A force of nature, hidden by root and grime. Dug too deep, awoken entity, Bring forth the worms, the roots and the rocks! A whirlwind of blacksteinious evil Crack the soil, devour the crops! Erdkaul - hammer of the essence of the ground! Erdkaul - earthen forces unbound! Erdkaul - anvil of the forges of hate! Erdkaul - destroy and procreate! Let chaos rain upon the lands! Shatter mountains, devour worlds! Undo the powers that ever have bound you, Transform the matter, a new eon unfurled! Let fire rage, let waters rise! Split open grounds and swallow the earth! Unleash the storms of cold blackness and vengeance, Implosion of creation as above become below Erdkaul - hammer of the essence of the ground! Erdkaul - earthen forces unbound! Erdkaul - anvil of the forges of hate! Erdkaul - destroy and procreate!
Submitted by SerpentEve — Jul 21, 2026
In the swirling white chaos of Winter’s storms, When pale shadows ride the black winds, Their moaning voices a token of longing and loneliness, Into the maw of underbrush and withered bramble go! For it is now the time to wrest with the white wights, To subdue them to your will, to bend their minds, To forge their energies into a matrix of the pathway. The cauldron has been set: “Valerian and fat of pig, Chamomile flowers fresh from twig. Skullcap herb and lemon balm, Cinquefoil leaves, all wild and warm. Everything with beeswax bound – In wildest frenzy – round and round! From above to below – From left to right – "I stand whole and contained!” In the pandemonium of the nightly woods Now do claim one of the harrowing souls! Bend it! Bind it! Your will shall be upon it! “Strange and longing powers, intoxicate me! Hold thou I shall, and transformed thou shalt be! I shall craft thy force into a bridge!” A portal has appeared among the rowan trees. It is across this bridge I now take flight. Over Winter’s hedge, and into the darkest night!
Submitted by SerpentEve — Jul 21, 2026
Malodorous fumes, rising from feculent soil, Through the cracks, through the fissures, The tortured ground exhales the essence of all things dead. In the nebulous air, bare trees stare in solemn grace, Ever watching the intruder lost in the hostile fog. Breathe in! Devour the strangest air! Breath the fires of rot! Behold those fell candles! Nausea, a sudden shifting of consciousness. More cracks in the fissures, the fibres of reality. Those fell lights shine through, mercyless, Through the cracks, through the fissures, indifferent, Blasting the mind with visions of otherness - A multiverse of death and death again! Revelations of pain and suffering! All things dies. All things stop breathing. All things breathe again, Then to be breathed by you. Behold those fell candles! Deathlights one and all! Fumes of the beyond! Will you ever dare to breathe again?
Submitted by SerpentEve — Jul 21, 2026
When the hour of death approaches, Take me deep into the forest spheres And lay me down under the vast canopy of leaves, There to cast powerful magick one last time. All becomes bright and clear, The veil is torn asunder one last time. Revelations of colour and light As body and spirit set out on the ultimate trip. By the power of sheer will I navigate billions and billions of particles of self Into the eternal and everlasting void, Where they become one with the things that are, Where they create universe after universe, Where they dissolve in the tides of worlds And make worlds anew without number. Through the veins of the tree, Through the blood of the beast, Within the streams of brooks, rivers, and oceans, In the fluids of mycelia and funghi, In pebble, rock, and mountain tall I float adrift! With ravaged bodies and open hearts We welcome you, Oh death, the chemistry of life.
Submitted by SerpentEve — Jul 21, 2026
I walk the open road aolone at night, In solemn silence, in deepest thought. Under the new moon my steps do lead Into the forest, where two pathways meet. Beside the crossroads on a fallen tree I sit down, and I wait for thee. My thoughts reach out beyond the realm of reality, Thrice I call your name, and the margins of consiousness shift! Solitary wanderer on the path of the night! Take these offerings, these tokens of reverence! Sit down beside me, be my spirit guide! Share oldest wisdom, teach me the fabric of things! These potent potions I have brewed, And baked this nourishing bread To lay them here, amongst the roots, So they shall nourish the dead. As you come walking among the trees, Your footprints erased by the wind. Your billowing cloak Embroidered with patterns of poppy and oak, I lift my head and gaze into your eyes And fall into the swirling cosmos of the world of the void. A new morning dawns - Enlightenment be its name!
Submitted by SerpentEve — Jul 21, 2026
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