POAP for the Wang Gang Hang on 11/17/2021 in Venice, CA. chasing the sunset across Venice’s horizon cats morphing into majestic lions full moon in the distance embracing the blessing of this very existence the pact moving through the sand as their appetites for nourishment and connection expand they build their fortress at De Buena Planta exchanging ideas, love and some ha-ha’s The taste of psilocybin and tequila fill their pallets falling into a cosmic rabbit hole just like Alice deep down into the NFT abyss immersing themselves in the sacred kiss of a wang gang hang poem and art by @ThePoette