mental abscess
Realization
Live in an apocalyptic dream
Where none of us has eyes, and
Stone burners of sand leagues inhale
fire and tension.
Become a non-being, a stillness which
moves itself
carry prejudice in your mouth....
Ride the worm of chaos, an oracular
trance:
Delusions of free will and immortality
demand retribution.
Where none of us has eyes, and
Stone burners of sand leagues inhale
fire and tension.
Become a non-being, a stillness which
moves itself
carry prejudice in your mouth....
Ride the worm of chaos, an oracular
trance:
Delusions of free will and immortality
demand retribution.
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Realization
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