All is Banal

 A body with cruxes susceptible to witch craft. The cymatic sting of algorithms codified entombment. The electric bubbles; multilayers affixed within this vortex vaccum prison. Who knows what or who dwells outside of this [world]? A celestial smorgasbord of spider web entangled astrological memes as livestock. Dead but alive enough to witness its own consumption. Left on the dinner tables of hedonistic antiquity of yor, but by whome? 

  The retracment of time signatures as to reveal meanderings that have no basis nor true meaning. 

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