Respite

A slight reprieve: X

Herbstlich

Who says that all must vanish?

Who knows, perhaps the flight

of the bird you wound remains,

and perhaps flowers survive

caresses in us, in their ground.

It isn't the gesture that lasts,

but it dresses you again in gold

armor--from breast to knees--

and the battle was so pure

an angel wears it after you.

― R M Rilke

X-Mal Deutschland, Viva: X

Flora and Fauna

A Richard Schultes lecture regarding entheogenic plants: X

Emergent research on psychoactive plants: X