I was Parsifal

questing for the Grail

an ancient treasure map

assembled by the fabled

Hermes Trismegistus

Nestled in my hands

I chewed on its riddles

Nightly

Different flavors

making themselves known

and the more I chewed

the more flavorful it became

and sublingually

did its alchemical wisdom

make haste

for my pineal gland

and a message

a message of sorts

began to form

in that holy playground

of the mystic eye

and it said to me

it spoke to me

oh so wise…

the dildo of consequences rarely arrives lubed


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