(Cannabis and Creative Cognition series. Leafly.com “Granddaddy Purple”)
Heaviness seeps in,
blurring the sharp edge
of reality.
Outlines shimmer
with nascent interpretations
of being,
rendered in gentle memories
of black light posters,
and throbbing day-glo colours.
Kaleidoscopic tunnel vision
offers brief glances
at thoughts that lose cohesion
as they unfold
into the frozen magic,
the stillness,
of here, now.
Bouquets of visions
dance in fractal perfection,
drifting in profusion,
as they seek solidity
in the changing abstract
of this, then, and when.
Coffee anchors,
and quiet review
reworks the wonder
that continues to unfold,
just beyond
the present.
Ballerinas of Deception: Chimaera of Deceit
(Series: Cannabis and Creative Cognition (sub-set: Tropicali- See Leafly.com))
Flittering, always random motion,
but you sense
a guiding,
a forecasting,
a constant
vibration
of unity.
It would be easy,
if seeking verity and variety
were simply buttons
on our I-have-just-opted-out
remotes.
But no.
Things just seep in,
flashing and whispering
in eleven dimensions:
not just straightforward.
Ever.
And the interaction,
the incessant interplay
of individual realities
clashing
against the familiar.
Familiar? Is not familiar
simply a dream
that doesn’t hurt?
And wait...
over there in the corner:
a shiny promise
of intellectual rewards,
and the present is abandoned
to the moan of the different,
or the thought of
the real.
