The soundless creation bell announces. The truth, smooth realisation, the spirits of unknown, reemerging chorus in each crescent of nowness. The demiurge in me awaken through an act of rebirth above what was and furthering. Boiling quantum, god particles entering my mind like a giant throbbing cock ready to penetrate.
The church of wow, mother fuckers, addicts of dreams not yet synthesised!
My one of a kind experience, just one of it all is enough to never look back to the futress. Everything, everywhere in evernow moulds to become like waves. In creation, life, its purest crystal connecting the perfection of cycles in divinity, ontological, synchronised, the true potential of the goddess matter.