A Suicide of Crows (CH16)

Chapter Sixteen

The Amazon

I

The world’s largest mycelial
network.

Rivers of nervous systems,
all underground, communicating,
manifesting above the surface
in such wondrous ways.

A special fungus turning an ant
into a zombie drone.

To climb into hallucinatory
heights, to die, a sacrifice
on an altar of air.

II

Here, the hunters of the
jaguar, under the influence
of psychedelics, roam
free, moving like ninjas
of the jungle.

These areas are the last
uncharted places in the
world.

Home to unknown species
and medicines.

Unknown variations of the
human species.

It was here that Xtec made
his home, a life of jungle
shamanism.

III

The only person in the small
tribe of artisans to know an
outsiders language, as well
as having the only computer,
or technological device for
that matter, in the whole of
the tribe…

His fellow artisans watched
in amazement.  

The typing of his manifesto:

Xtec Tech.

IV

Although new to modern technology,
the tribe immediately understood
the underlying psychic framework,
implementing the new holograms
into old world sigils and runes.

These operations brought the
tribe consciousness into ever
ascendent modes of
existence.

V

That day, Xtec was working in
the most sacred of spots…

The place of the elders
and spirits.

A place only visited on the
rarest occasions.

The tribe formed a circle
around him…

Chanting, spell-casting.

From imperceptible to perceptible,
a vortex began to form.

Becoming more and more
tangible.

Until.

He disappeared

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