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How can things change as I remember?
The memory myceliums into comfort, perfection, fruits and spores a high, auras into extra dimensions,
Made of Particles and Sensations
That must be felt to be known
The experience I lacked, you gave, I have
Field scientist in every discipline, of course, I'd just find the DMT sparking revelation in your lap
What a Medication!

Senses objective, unlocked, unlogorithmic
Beyond intensity and full of ease
Satisfied

Each layer there, but here
Each version true, and More
Without compromise and yet complete acceptance
There is something bigger than time
Listenedfull of music without sound, details in fore, middle, and background,
it's visible and tangible and something all its own
Its superspherical revolving simple machines shapes and clearcut blends and is and isn't
Turns into itself oroborusing yet uneaten
Complete Conservation, 0 kelvin, and also total whitehole endless everything!

brighter, telescoped years into the universe, rainforest guide touring me through my innermost outside
The impossible miracle of positive exponential progress
Gamma to radio Ripened, Health
Entropy and order, antimatter detected
I don't need the world's biggest machine
Cariño, I just got Respected.
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