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As the spores took over humanity, our souls intertwined, the cross evolution of humans and fungi brought on by Monsanto created a blockchain of the mind. A distributed ledger of thought. Although a millenia has passed we remember, the records are there.
In spore we trust.

That's just depressing. LOL

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I had never tried magic mushrooms before. I didn't think they would be this intense, but here I am in magic mushroom land. You can join me if you like. There is regular blimp service. Come take a bite out of the giant magic mushroom and stay as long as you like.

I still do not understand who made the accelerated growth formula and why he use it in mushrooms but well now we live around them and now they are incredibly giant and serve as a source of power for the city but I still find it funny to see giant mushrooms on the horizon and as a pilot of this aircraft it would not be a surprise to see that someone collides with them even I have come to crash with them, well let's continue with the ride there is still much to see

I have to find it, I thought to myself. Not only has the mamban put his explicit trust in me, he would have my head if I failed. It wasn't that tough. I just had to check all the entrances on the 300+ mushrooms in dome city. How hard could it be? I was definitely going to be ill. I shouldn't have signed up to steal the mush-jewel. It could be anywhere. My head will definitely end up on a pike😱
TBC.....

PS. Do you mind if I use your picture @markrmorrisjr. It's really extraordinary.

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The future

Humans through the history always has questioned innumerable things, one of this that they never stop of questioned and while they keep existing will continues being a secret is ¿how will be the future?. The most commune answer always has being the amazing that future can be. The existence of unimaginable things and the wonderful that it will be, dark in other way. 30 years ago it would be impossible to think what we have made actually, many say that now is the future but in thirty, fifty or one hundred years more sorely something will change. Maybe the world at itself will surprise us, maybe there exist mushroom and trees bigger than a building, maybe we will turn into the inferior race that we have been since the beginning, without a doubt it would be an amazing future.

Look, Captain! The first crop is doing very well! Continue spreading spores throughout the city. As soon as there are enough Amanita Towers to digest all that concrete we can bring the first platoon of farmers. It is hard to believe our ancestors were so short-sighted that they paved over the best farmland, all over the world. At least we know how to reclaim it now. All praise to Saint Paul Stammetz for leading the people back to the Way of the Fungus.

The futuristic future will no more as complex as we thought it would be,no more advance and long algorithms like the value of Pi π the creativity of mankind is going be so simple, as simple as ABC, and it's beauty is going to amaze even God himself.

Hello day, how's it going?
I remember when we had to walk to get somewhere. Now we can transport 30% of me to be at work, 30% to enjoy the family, 30% to be planning and 10% for unforeseen events. What a wonderful technology of matter.
The energy of the stars that we see is exploited by the receiver of reflected waves. Leaving the galaxy is a journey so easy to do ... life is beautiful.
Tomorrow we will travel to the planet that you recently discovered. I hope that there you can take an excellent picture of the intergalactic ships, because I have to try the last model. I want one of those that go through worms that allow time travel, I have a question to ask my grandfather about planting.

As the Spore One was about to arrive at the Mushroom Tower, the not so humble domicile of Emperor Funghi, Ambassador Amanda Cauli felt her nervousness get the upper hand. "No time for this now. You are prepared. You can do this!", she whispered to herself. But she will need more than a little mantra to stand her ground. Because what people said was true: Emperor Funghi was no fun guy at all.

It's been a week since I had to make a forced landing on the planet Blismus. Fortunately, I met Turma, a very generous blismusian, who made my stay pleasant while I was on his planet. To reciprocate his cordiality, I decided to help him in his daily work. Blismus, despite its advanced technological development, depended on an organic structures in the form of gigantic mushrooms to purify the air of toxins caused by the excessive pollution due the negligence of previous generations. Turma, was a botanist, who used to go around the entire area in his strange aircraft taking care of these big mushrooms which he called, Onddos. These giant structures had been sown by aliens, many years ago, to prevent the extinction of the blismusian species. Our job was to eliminate some vermin called torakkas that used to gnaw the stems of the Onddos. Finally, I left planet Blismus and, obviously, I said goodbye to Turma, grateful for his hospitality, when my colleagues found my location.


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Bleen 42, can you meet us at the loading dock? the BlueHead connection was shakey, I could tell as it left my brain. No way to know if Bleen 42 would hear me, I instructed Partner to steer the craft towards the loading dock anyways. Bleen 42 almost always got my order right, even though it was busy here in New Atlantis, the clever name we gave the Atlantic Ocean after we had paved it over for our ever-growing population. It was rumored that back then, there were no fly-by loading docks to get Supplies, as all matter is called. Instead, there were stores everywhere, for all types of Supplies. Nutrition was a physical object! I thought, chuckling to myself; I don't give into conspiracy theories. I'm getting sidetracked. The loading dock was just under the crown of the artistic Supply House, which was supposed to have represented a "mushroom"; again, not that I believe in such things. Really, I think it's a tribute to a time whence there were many other forms of life. That, I do believe in :)