Here time lies unmade: an infinitesimal construct
Inwardly collapsing in kaleidoscopic form, its faces comprised of all reality
The sinew of existence tears from its bone.
Entwine and split…
The colossus sinks into a gash of its own making, spilling forth extradimensional energy
Recombining into unimaginable structures
Instability breeds a fracture, its conditions ripe for the womb of creation
As all matter consolidates, all matter spews outwards in violent gusts of indifferent generation
The bone splinters as its flesh finds another crevasse to nestle itself in
Fingers, light, stone, my prison
My phantom mind knows nothing but agony…
The walls of this hell impose their sightless malice
Of organic glass and iron
Entwine and split…
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Artificial Brain took a while for me to appreciate. After, I enjoy listening to them.
They remind me of an alternate version of Wormed's old Planisphaerum era. Sid