Mam

I tattooed a sigil on myself and I repeat like a mantra “I want to be consumed by the mushroom house I’ve grown myself ” every time I felt scared. I feel centered and I wanna expand. I want to grow a shield that fits exactly who I am. That propagates slowly in a symbiotic equilib-rium. I want to transform the flesh prison into a multidimensional spaceship. And I imagine it like a mushroom. With freaky toxicity, varying in shapes, resilient, connected to a collective intelligence and hidden behind an apparent fragility. And in particular I love the idea that is in constant growth. It will protect me, then consume me when my energy is no longer sufficient to reist it.