PSYHIGH'S BLIGHTED SOIL
by Amber Morgan, Psycho-environmental Reporter, Psytimes

“You wouldn’t believe what goes into this soil,” Gardener Jo tells me, standing at the compost staging bins at the edge of the woods behind the gym. Gardener Jo has been head psychic gardener for just a few months, but has spent years doing field work and research on the subject.

“When these gardens were originally constructed, over two centuries ago, the fertilizer was almost entirely made from the blood of indigenous people,” Jo says. “It was cheap, plentiful, and the school was connected to the psychic power infrastructure in such a way that they had plenty of access. It still forms the foundation of what everything’s built on.”

As we talk, trucks unload fresh soil and compost into the bins behind us. The smell is intensely fecund. It causes a strange feeling to well up in me, like I am about to laugh or cry hysterically.

"Sure, it’s horrible. Beyond comprehension, really. But these gardens are built on it," Jo tells me.

Surely it's a different story today?

"We try to keep negative aspects out of the supply chain, but it’s really not possible. Wage slavery, actual slavery, ecological destruction, war. It all goes into what the garden is designed to use." Jo says. "It's really a conundrum."

Gardener Jo takes a whiff of the air coming from the steaming piles in the bins.

"Unfortunately it's been getting a lot richer lately," Gardener Jo says. "But the garden looks great, doesn't it?"