It really is a bitch and a half to send all these nutrients outward.

Could I find an easier route? Maybe if I find another network I can tap into?

Whatever, thats not the point!

Ive been waiting for a response. And nothing has happened! For the past 500 mini-growths nothing has happened.

It hasn’t signaled in any way and it hasn’t grown more of itself in a new unique way to say something to me.

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I don’t know what I was expecting. I should not have gotten my hopes up. This is the exact reason why I didn’t want to contact the trees.

Theres no sign of intelligence here.

Im all alone.

Why am I all alone?

If there truly is a god, why the hell did it have to damn me to this existence with no one but me, myself and I to talk to?

Fuck god.

If I ever get a whiff or smell of a higher bein… Suddenly I get a signal, but not from the other mushroom. From one of my sensory networks. Its the third one. Well they’re all pretty much connected by now but its coming from third site where the huge chem mushroom is located.

A predator has come to play.

Well isn’t that kind of Mother Nature?

I very much have some anger to release and what better way than to see a fucking would-be devourer get what’s coming to em?