The Devil’s Mountain’s Shadow

“A Dedication to Others“

In high-flying vehicles
with orphans as pilots,
Exotic neurotransmitters in
their strange rare diets. To the
Neurotic Mic-grabbers and
Back-of-the-class Nappers!
Those lucky in life, or those
For-now-at-least-happy-in-lifers.
Complicated-Simplicity-havers,
& the Performers-slash-Dancers!
Tramatized-Number-Lovers & the
Cardio-MAPSers trailing behind!
Singing always songs, with no end in sight
the type one always seems to sing at night!
For those who love deeply,
not giving way to fear, but despite!
And to those that face bias,
but simply won’t loose.
Those struggling for sobriety
& those deep in the dope
Those that RESIST! as
all the rest comply (& lose hope)…
For all of you, Oh! Yes & those too
I knew I’d forget (never mind,
“What’s yer current SmartPill reliance?”)
Let valley warm & mountain peak chill
sing of a community, one growing still.
In the shadow of a devil’s mountain,
on this here little pleasant hill.

Where the GOODNESS first grew,
in the bright shadow of a Great Gentle Giant

∞

d’Çłęƒțïį

Only Friends are Real
Embrace Shulgin-ness
DON’T SCARE THE HORSES
DO BETTER!

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——CIRCS——

The Changing of Things with a Chain and a Ring:

‘Phenethylamine Fantasies’

What occurred in these walls
in those halcyon days,
w’the Old Rascal’s tech-
niques in their prime?
With Beethoven blasting,
the years went on passing
the classical helping
the atoms keep time.

The beta-nitrostyrenes
reduced in his daydreams,
(the novelty growing with
white hairs on his head);
The Phenethylfantasies of
such nocturnal chemistries
progressing each night
as he lay in his bed.

Once he’d lost alpha’s methyl,
which’d made the chain ethyl,
these changes and a hundred or more!
At C4 a chlorine, a bromine or fluorine,
in a flash placed a thiol at four.
With this change a new series!
ALEPH-like but two Cs
These ideas become pages
in a tome called Pihkal.

Initial 2,5-substitutions?
Handled with a simple solution
The hillside Hierophantes
first methoxy ‘em all, as
he’d go sliding & gliding
with his gentle hands guiding
the delicate glass that
he’d employed for his task;
Each refluxing reaction
and condensing contraption
yielt his triple-neck gifts
borne of round-bottom flasks.

∞

d’Çłęƒțïį

Only Friends are Real
Embrace Shulgin-ness
DON’T SCARE THE HORSES
DO BETTER!

≈Ω≈

——CIRCS——

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