A verse inscribed in Fire and Light.
Sons of Whatever
Fungi Myxomycota is the name of a species that is neither plant nor animal. It nourishes itself by photosynthesis. It needs sunlight to live.
The Fungi Myxomycota reproduces asexually, splitting its cells down the middle, into two separate beings; yet, when injured, the solid mass is drawn to its parents cells, and they become one. I asked one of them to teach me how to love.
It just hissed at me and said I’d written lies about it.
Then, the ether cried out; “’Thou Nature art my goddess’ cried the great enemy, Who worshiped my great adversary, The Lord in Heaven watches Oh, Lord in Heaven Behold what she has conceived. Let me serve not such a dirty, soiled vassalage. Make me a knight for love, If you feel like it.
The ways of the Air Kingdom are higher than my ways
But they weave into the lens of my understanding
Crossing paths, birthing children Named like Wisdom Who calls you out on the street
She’ll tell you there’s a hole in your jeans
And you’ll never be damned.”
Fungi Myxomycota and I don’t talk anymore. It’s a shame.
I think we’re brothers, evolutionarily speaking.
He’s a plant and an animal.
I’m an animal and a Son of God.
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