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Created May 14, 2005 Revised 24 July, 2007 and September 9, 2007 Copyright 1998-2007 by John W.

Allen

TALES OF THE SHROOMS PRESENTS The Shit, The Flies, The Spores, The Shrooms and the Ants:

The Fabulous Rice Paddies of Ban Hua Thanon, Koh Samui. Photo Courtesy of Oliver of Samui Beach Resort, Lamai.

The Shit, The Flies, The Spores, The Shrooms and The Ants.
Sounds like a new movie. Okay, now I should warn the readers that this is not a tale for the squeamish. So sit back, Smoke a Doobie and Listen to this tale of the Shroom. Well I must admit this took me a long time to figure out how to best present this sequence of events so I must let you know ahead of time that some of the shrooms images with the worms are from different days and different mushroom caps, which after making a print, I had laid them aside to dry and the humidity was so horrible and the worms hatched, so i put together this event to show you some of what occurs. In Thailand, there are 60,000,000 water buffalo (kwai).

of which approximately 10,000,000 are pink. And about 6,000,000 cows (wua).

One tenth of all water buffalo are pink. The kwai and wua are the progenitors of several species of magic psilocybian mushrooms known to occur in the manure of these four-legged ruminants or in the manured ground of same. Among the mushrooms in question are Copelandia cyanescens and Psilocybe cubensis. This study focuses on the evolutionary metamorphosis of Psilocybe cubensis from shit to flies to fly eggs to spores to shrooms to fruit and so on and so forth. Here below are two images of the mushroom in question.

All right, now I would like to explain how these mushrooms appear from out of nowhere. Some Mazatecs refer to the mushrooms by saying, "that the little mushroom comes of itself, no one knows whence, like the wind that comes, we know not when or why."

So, this is what happens. A mushroom, as in the images above, pops up in the manure of most four legged ruminants, preferably the manure of buffalo, Bos (cattle, cows, etc.) And gaur; and sometimes in the manure heaps of horses. Finally, when the mushroom reaches maturity, the cap opens and a veil remnant, as seen in the above photo image, soon drops. And then so do the spores. So, once the spores have dropped to the ground that is the beginning of the lifecycle of the mushroom. Spores are dispersed in many different ways. Falling directly below the cap of the mushroom and landing on the blades of surrounding grasses. Another method is from cows eating the mushrooms and the spores become disbursed inside one or more of the cows four stomachs. Or the cattle and buffalo shit directly on a place where the spores have been deposited on leaves or the ground. Within 6-8 weeks or so after the manure has decomposed, new mushrooms began to appear. Now this is where my tale of the shrooms must begin. On a hot and humid morning in 1987, while vacationing on Koh Samui, an island in the Gulf of Thailand, I awoke to the sound of a song being sung by a bird, somewhere singing outside my window, telling me to arise and greet the day with a smile.

So after getting up and taking a quick shower, I decided to see if the mushrooms I had picked the previous day had dried overnight on my nightstand in my bungalow room. So I was very startled when I first noticed that the caps had dozens of tiny holes drilled in them. Drilled by a small platoon of mini carpenter ants. Something I had never encountered before when drying mushrooms for future use.

I also had other critter problems in Thailand while trying to preserve my specimens for future studies. On the first night on Koh Samui, I also had a few giant cockroaches (palmettos) getting into my drying shroom collections. Those are the huge big water bug kind who decided to chew out gaping chunks from the shrooms with their gnarly skeletal cockroach teeth. God were they stoned. So by the 2nd night of trying to properly dry even more cubes, I decided to put some sheets of a local Thai newspaper on top of my mosquito net because back then most bungalows at the resorts had open aired windows and no screens, so mosquito nets were necessary and seemed like a good place to try to dry my mushrooms without the interference of little critters invading their space and eating them. Well, as time passed me by, I awoke in the middle of the night upon hearing this strange gnarly gnawing sound emanating from above me on the top of the newspaper tiered by rows of drying mushroom caps. So I immediately arose, got up, and flipped on the light, a light run by a weak generator, so that it kind of flickered on and off giving the room an eerie glow of sorts So there, at the edge of the mosquito net, was a large friggin’ rat. A rat who was hanging over the edge of the mosquito net, obviously stoned out of his gourd, and as it appeared to me, he had a slight problem in distance judging by the way he looked down to see if he could leap that far from the edge of the overhead mosquito net to the far away floor. Seemed like he was suddenly having a very bad trip and he appeared to me as if he wanted to get away from the big human monster who was looking up at him. Actually I was looking deep into his frightened twitching darkened eyes. It almost looked as if he was saying, "what the Fuck is going on here?" Anyway that is another story for another day. So then this was my third day in a row of trying to properly dry the mushrooms I had collected and attempted to dry preserve them for future studies by others. Now on this particular morning, while checking my drying mushroom caps used to making spore prints on a table in my room, I noticed a hundred or more ants running around on the table in circles around the shrooms. I noticed that they had a straight line climbing up the leg of the table but there was no line of ants climbing back down. Then I scattered them off the table and looked closely at the mushrooms. Then I noticed the dozens of little drilled holes in the shrooms where the ants were eating and soon tripping out on the mushrooms. That was my first lesson in drying cubensis. Although I knew that the cows and water buffalos also eat the cubes and copes frequently in the fields along with other shrooms when they chew on the grass and grab a mouthful of shrooms. So, here from a slide is a picture of some of those caps which the ants had drilled holes in while feasting on the magic of the shrooms. Yet, while I have a few thousand slides, this image was all I could come up with in an hour of looking.

I had better images but we will start with this one to show why I created this post which sounds like a title to the movie like, The Thief, the Cook, the Dumb-Waiter and the Stocking Cap or whatever; Sex, Lies and Video Tapes, etc., anyway, I wish I had taken a cam recorder for this one. Now if you look carefully at the enlargement you can see the little tiny holes drilled by the ever clever, hungry for entheogenic shroom stalking ants and of course, these shrooms are the kind of shrooms the Island Ants of Koh Samui love to nibble on. Okay, now to begin anew: Spore dispersal is a mighty thing like a giant orgasm in the air of dried spores blowing in the wind as if Dylan himself saw and knew what I was thinking of when i said this today years ago when he saw it when he wrote his song. But the majority of shrooms which grow from dung actually grow from spores deposited on blades of grass or from being inside the cows stomach, from either eating the grasses where spores have been deposited on or from eating shrooms which already have the spores in them. And from the cow shit falling on blades of grass or dead shrooms here and there and wherever the many spores are deposited. More likely that way then blowing in the wind.

Since I had trouble locating a picture of a blade of grass with cubie purplechocolate- or chocolate to purple-brown spore deposits on the prints I decided here to illustrate this point with a blade of leaf with some black spores from a Copelandia shroom I picked somewhere on Koh Samui but cannot recall where. Here is that blade of grass for Copelandia cyanescens. With black spore deposits waiting for some Cow or Buffalo to come along and either shit on it or eat the grass the spores are deposited on.

And here is a large P. cubensis with spore deposits all over the top of it and i removed the blade of grass from the top of the shroom to photograph the cap to show how a blade of glass above the shroom can also have spores on it since it removed the spores from where it laid on the cap of the shroom and you can see just what I mean when you enlarge and look at the image.

Now the next thing you will learn is about how the mighty buffalo (kwai) comes along or the lowly cow (wua) happens by and deposits some of that fodder he was chewing on the day before onto the spores deposited on those mighty blades of grass, and after he drops that fresh turd of dung, the fly soon comes along and lays their eggs in the fresh manure so their little unborn larvae can feast in a manner befitting their station of life and position in their environmental society of the dung of fourlegged ruminants. Now let me tell you that these flies were many on the pie, that is, until I lay down next to their breeding factory and watched while they scattered off in different directions away from me, only to return after i lay still for a while next to their heaven. They were actually wall to wall like a carpet in ones living room, all of them in harmony laying their eggs together as if a flock of church members were singing a hymn on a Sunday morning in the pews of a local church. Aha, I thought, not all of them were afraid of me and thus many stayed as these next two images show the flies depositing their eggs into the heaps of dung by where I laid. This next image is from 2006 in August and shows baby flies flocking the pie.

Nothing more exciting then lying down next to a large buffalo turd. The only problem doing that occurs when the fire ants and the carpenter ants began to eat your neck and ear and legs, and then maybe like in Cambodia, i would get a giant spider crawling up my neck. That actually happened but then that also is another tale to be told at another time and place other than here.

It was much more prettier when they were wall to wall on the dung heap. Maybe I should have laid their for a while and they all would have come back for me to take their picture and record it into the history books on the evolutionary process I was partaking in. So then the mycelia grows up under the manure and to show what I mean here are 3 cow-pies found on the Island of Oahu, Hawaii with baby Copelandia cyanescens mushrooms fruiting under the manure and reaching over to pop out from the outer edge of the manure. See the worms love to come up the stems of the mushrooms so once they are picked the worms really start to eat the caps as the biological death of the shroom occurs and deterioration sets in. Here are three images to show you what happened after dung fell on the Coped spored-blades of grass as shown above. After several weeks and up to six weeks later after the manure has become decomposed, then and only then, does the mycelium spread under the turd. Here are three images to show how this occurs.

Okay now we are going to get to the cubensis shrooms. They also have mycelia growing under the manure and when the time is ripe the mushrooms appear and grow. I bring them home and make spore prints and in the extreme heat the next day the humidity begins to cause the eggs inside of the stem of the mushroom to hatch. See since the stem of these shrooms are hollow, it is kind of like the light at the end of the tunnel for the fruit fly larvae as they proceed to make their way up the inside of the stem to the soft cap which is beginning to rot as the little worms eat the cap they began to shit and the smell brings more of the babies up the stem. Here is a P. cubensis shroom that is already in the final stage of the beginning of its deterioration.

Thus I take a cap and place it on the paper to make a print. There is no air inside except between the gills so the worms began to eat it from the inside out. Here is one overturned cap of a lighter brown colored one with a few worms worming their way out of the center of the cap where I cut it with a scissor. I could feel the softness in the cap in the morning when I lifted the cap from the paper where I was attempting to get a print and I could feel that the cap was getting soft, indicating the habitation of the worms beginning to do the dance of the seven veils. And they began to worm their way to ecstasy in the ananda of the shrooms.

As shown in this next image, the first of four such caps.

Okay I should show you the print and the difference between two caps beginning to rot inside due to the worms eating and shitting and eating and shitting and that is all they are doing and all of the time they are doing this they are getting stoned out of their little tiny gourds. The mushroom on the left side of the paper and the right side are beginning to rot inside from lack of air and the growth of the ever fattening fried worms. The shroom in the middle is healthy and wealthy and fat and has had a good life so far no worms have invaded its space. It is busty and has substance while the ones on the left and right are beginning to wither from being eaten inside out.

See below for next image.

And here are two more caps which are beginning to rot inside and are being eaten by the fly larvae who by now are having one hell of a tripping party going on, dancing and singing praises to the shrooms they are eating.

And this one is getting eaten on the outer inside of the cap as you can see the cap collapsing from the loss of its outer weight from the hungry little larvae.

Okay now you get the idea. So every few days I would have a medium to large size cap began to rot from the inside out with hundreds of larvae being incubated. Here was a young fresh cap with worms already developing on the fresh gill plates.

So I would put the cap upside down on a post on the porch of my bungalow. Sometimes I would forget it was there and place my hand on the post for support and get gushed by the gushy shitty shroom and the fleshy larvae my hand had just crushed. To illustrate a point of incubation, here are a few more overturned caps, from different days.

On one you can see the edges of the spore print which began but the worms consumed the overturned upsidedown facing the paper shroom cap before morning came leaving the outer lines of the spore deposits from the gills still visible with lines and the shrinking cap. Here is another one that rotted on the paper over night.

Now within 2 to 8 or 10 hours after the cap becomes really a slobbie slime of gooey substances and is very mushy, the worms now began to dance the dance of the 7 veils and enjoying life like they never would have anywhere else. Here are several wormy mushy upright images of the worms crawling out of the primordial darkness of the past into their ecstatic new short-lived future.

And so you get the idea by now. Now come the ants. They had a trail in a single wobbly line climbing up the post. Several times I accidentally placed my hand on the post so I had to start another day. These next 8 images show the ants struggling to overtake the larvae and kill them slowly by biting them with a stinging poison leading them to a slow and painful stoned death as the ants revel in their quickening excitement of a new intoxication which they have to take back to their nest with them and tell the other ants about this new and exciting meal they just began to worship. Their stinging hot bites lead to the death of the worms with there hot stinging bites which these babbly Carpenter ants have. I will say that it was a shame my stupid battery expired on this day of the ants celebration of the shroom guzzling worms which they too were beginning to get high from eating. I had no way to photograph the final process of this system of evolution but next year i will make it a point to do just one single large shroom step-by step and then repost the images. Many of my pictures were so blurred trying to focus and place the edge of my mini tripod on the post. In one of the images you can see the leg of the tri-pod so it was very hard for me to get a clear shot because I could not hold the camera steady enough to get that masterful photo to which i am use to getting with a regular camera with a roll of film. Something I am better at than with the digital. At least half of my images I photographed (over 3600) were no good for anyone to look at. So here, posted below, are the last of the 8 ant images that were halfway clear enough to view.

Okay now this next image is quite disturbing since there is a whole gang of ants ganging up on this poor little worm. Can you imagine the fear this little shroomed out worm is going through as these horrible creatures with six legs, six legs mind you, and I say this to you only because the poor little shroomed out worms do not even have any legs at all, and can you just imagine the horror occurring in the minds of these poor little worms as the ants grapple to subdue them and do the

nasty on their little wormy bodies with their gritty little ant teeth. Take a look-see and don't say I did not warn you about the terror going on in the eyes and mind of that poor little worm and all of their relatives who are about to become fodder for the queen of the ants and their ilk. Now be sure to make all of the children leave the room before viewing this horrible murder of this poor little stoned out worm.

I told you so. They ganged up on him and there were more on their way up the post to come and chew on these shroomy worms so the ants could continue their cycle of the shrooms power. Reminds me of a song i use to sing when i was a kid to the grasshoppers in my back yard: "Oowie Gooey was A worm, A Little Worn was he. He sat upon the Railroad Track, The train he did not see, Oowie Gooey."

And finally I want to present a few images of tomorrow’s progenitors of the shroom race of Psilocybe cubensis. The Children of the future:

And there you have it. Another Tale from the Shroom. I would say personally that this tale is a lot more exciting then Aesop's Fables or biblical parables. From the twisted and shroomed out mind of mj to all of you. Happy shrooming. and do not worry, the worms are only protein. Many of you in the southeast USA and tropical island countries also eat them many times before you notice them in your cubies. I know because I did and we are all of the same shroom spirit. Hehehe. Bye for now. Mj

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From a melting shroom cap of P. cubensis in Samui of August 2006 We find the worms partying on.

THE END OR MAYBE THE BEGINNING

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