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Yawgmoth
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Pathways running downwards. Red, entwined. It speaks in rudiments. "Please, my body is a prison." Light refracting through a prism. After is your constant state of being: visually perceiving, never seeing.
Engines roaring overhead: he decomposed and never left his bed.
Wallow with us at the edge of the sea: desperate not to be. There could've been a place so unlike this: you, puking in the street. Dehydration. "Tremble with the sick, wounded deer." Of any place on earth, you die here? In the stomach of the settler colony? Do you see how little you mean? Sicken me with your disgusting theories, shield your ignorance with every query. Parasitic. Latching on to words. Better to be wiped off of the earth. See one dividing into two: the cold wind to me from you. The pain that I claimed to have just discovered was always there, mocked when it struck the others. Dig yourself a tunnel far below earth. If you value life then find out what it's worth by yourself. A not uncommon vision of the sick and the elderly. Dig yourself into the flesh of the earth like a hungry animal.
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