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[IonMatrix]

OH GOD THIS THREAD HAS BEEN GOING ON FOR THREE MONTHS GUYS, GET OVER IT.

I wonder what would an escaped lunatic think if this was the first post he sees.

[Tingle]

Sir! Is this not your favourite scroll?
I can translate it, for some Rupees, 567 please.

[King Zultan]

OH GOD THIS THREAD HAS BEEN GOING ON FOR THREE MONTHS GUYS, GET OVER IT.

NEVER!

[Tingle]

Sometimes the best way to solve your own problems is to help someone else.

[Quaksna]

Enigmatic Q'uaksnatic Epic

Ahem...

Today I have awoken
However, too late
I missed the mass. Shoot
That wasn't so great

Yet.

I went to be oppressed
As supposed to do
After mundane conventions
And deer drawing, too

I went to another mass
A magnificent one
Where friars made vows
offering to be done

In my hands I held censer
for very first time
And nearly caught fire
those white robes of mine

Ceremony was over, a glorious feast
with lots of good drinks and food.
No mushrooms, though, but a cup of beer
Drinking it all, I cured my bad mood

Now I'm writing this poem of sorts
And also I'm posting on Bay
Organ, the instrument's king
This evening for others I'll play

Wish me good luck.

[Tingle]

To go to church to speak to god, through human means and media, something to be sought. Ask the earth show me what you know. From the earth they wipl twll you sow. True servants of the god you know. Ask 100 men but only one mushroom will show.

[Quaksna]

Yeah, today I was serving at funeral.

Enigmatic Q'uaksnatic Dramatic

A franciscan friar enters the sacristy. Q'uaksna already waits there.

Friar : "Ur gonna have censer again."

Q'uaksna : "Shoot, no!"

Friar : "And a bishop will lead the ceremony."

Q'uaksna : "NOOOOOOO!"

Friar : "Don't worry, ask the main ministrant, he'll tell you what to do. It'll be better this time."

Q'uaksna waits in the sacristy. Friar leaves.

Another friar comes in, the main ministrant.

Main ministrant : "Hi, what are you going to have today?"

Q'uaksna : "They told me I have censer..."

Main ministrant : "NOOOOOO!"

End of exhibition.

I had to come back to be oppressed by the screw press of society today, sadly, for they want to test my knowledge of...

MUSHROOMS!!!

Wish me good luck. Again...

[Superdorf]

I used to serve at this church that had an old red carpet spread all through the building, and it got pretty... patchy up in the altar. You'd get these little two-inch circles of burnt carpet under where they kept the censer, each from a piece of glowing charcoal dropped by some hapless acolyte once upon a time.

[Quaksna]

I used to serve at this church that had an old red carpet spread all through the building, and it got pretty... patchy up in the altar. You'd get these little two-inch circles of burnt carpet under where they kept the censer, each from a piece of glowing charcoal dropped by some hapless acolyte once upon a time.

Ah, you reminded me of one sacristan, we called him "Bane of the Candle-bearers". Because of red carpets and mess on them as well 

I took the MUSHROOMS!!! trial. I most probably failed. I don't know if I am worthy of this thread...

[King Zultan]

I don't know if I am worthy of this thread...

Worry not as all are worthy in the eyes of the mushroom!

[Tingle]

The truth is all are worthy of the mighty mushrooms. This is confusing as we often doubt ourselves and believe to not be worthy. These are the trials that come with the journey. Pass the trials of the self and they become selfless.

[Tingle]

When we force our industrialisation upon the earth with singular crops or over farming of stocks, our fungi gods smite our endeavours. Greed.
To combat this natural defence we further push our agendas. Creating toxins, pesticides, fungicides. Warped creations that these fungal deities gave us. Furthermore pushing us into our own cycles.
Once we wer a species that did not need to be the planets caregiver. The more we walk this path. The more the planet becomes dependent on us for us. It doesn't need us. We need it. If we don't start playing our new role as the consciousness we will lose all our rights and the blight will eat us.
It's simple

[King Zultan]

We've angered the fungi gods, this must be why some mushrooms poison us when we eat them.

[Quaksna]

I passed the trial.
Yet.
I don't know. I feel such a horrible emptiness..
I feel like a soulless shade wandering this world, who hasn't power nor strength to affect it in many ways...

Funny, in my Frog fantasy world there's this system that every evil you do empties your soul, and every good deed fills it. In Kevekiii Kvakeii, the words for good (Varvluwuk) and evil (Ōūāvarv) are composed of these exact words, to fill a soul or to empty a soul. By emptying your soul too much, once your soul leaves your body, it has no reason anymore. No meaning. It is redundant. It exists, but for nothing.

Not so funny, that's exactly how I feel right now. Please help me...

EDIT:
And once again, not anymore. Seems Q'uaksna's just a unstable person. Hope you're not mad at me for polluting this site of mushroomish joy with my screams of hopelessness... Right?

[Tingle]

Let's clarify. What mushroom makes you feel this way and does your ego normally form solid or liquid or gas. If it is gaseous then some Mushrooms will do the opposite to a solid ego.
Either way it could be the enhanced emotions you hold. Perhaps a guilt that society has pushed upon oneself a fear of truths that modern religion abhors. Nothing can be controlled if it finds the truth underneath their feat.