Richard Fein Hyphae and Hyperspace Rest in the soil forever. Be penetrated and consumed by an entity miles long underfoot, with wispy, white hyphae almost infinite in number. And erupting every few feet are death angel mushrooms, fruiting beauties poking through the humus. A creature lies below dwarfing blue whales and sequoias. Rip one mycelium from the earth, and a whole county would be erased from the map. Its crisscross fibers warp the soil like gravity bending the fabric of space and time. Black holes consuming old suns and ancient galaxies, and the latticework of a mold consuming decaying you, are cosmic strings and earthly filaments binding all. Perhaps this thread-work unity is the dark matter between the stars.

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