Chapter 5 (Cont.)
I was moving through the streets with solemn inquiries more ancient than the rocks between us today was my day. Promoted. I'm in a solid position for 27. 28 almost. 29 in a year. 30. One! Years lapse by. Young adult! Not so young. I wonder how could it be like if the world did not fell like this I am not omnipotent A God could see the world's image even after its been destroyed cradleswept arboreals of the external world where matter and phenomena exist for virtuosic display of the Gods fervour rrrrrr a rent in spacetime situations had transpired the universe crawled in to claim the mortgage mother earth is bankrupt the Gods have run out of macrocredit time Atlas brightened brighten to the core of the Earth as his image brightened to the point of erasure in being solidified in the beacons of caustic light downpour erasure no astronaut could see the earth held together in a locus going through periodic motion no tidal response to the moon in dead oceans but Earth's oceans still send waves still impregnated by luminous propulsion they forge sinewaves sinuous simultaneous oscillation to moonmagnet draw in draw out the whales do not rise to put the harmonious additions to the waves the waves exist as a melody with no audience way past way past the event horizon. Behold: cosmic theatre is behind the invisible bar. You are not invited, mister! Halt! The Demonking is upstairs ranched with gluttony. He's feeding on the carcass of this drowned world surveillance footage of his succubi circle could be seen on monitornetworks on the wall the succubi fed on the dreams of the existent men dreaming of foliages the demons stole the green the demonking looked at the dreamer's external world sternly beams of grey fell upon the rigid-articulate craft of neo-postmodern architecture the dreamer was in somnium he was projecting his ideals. Old world new world what does it matter? Tout est grace! Lo and behold: the succubi circle. Keep your phenol close by friend the snakes are rampant in this eco park. Biomes collapsed. Perished long ago. The snakes do not balance out the rabbits and the hawks do not balance out the snakes its all snakes every where the eyes could see. I see faraway. An oasis. Barred behind a Schwarzschildt radius. It doesn't matter. Uprising ensues. The forces of heavens will gather today to rescue abducted-light from beyond.
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For Niklas Kvarforth VII / Yttligare Ett Steg Närmare Total Jävla Utfrysning II