CROSSED SOUL HYBRIDS

 THIS STRANGE SMELL IN THE AIR AT NIGHT. SPREADS ALL OVER PRIVATE POSSESSIONS, PENETRATES EVERY ROOM, GETS INSIDE THROUGH EVERY LITTLE HOLE. IT IS NOT AN UNCONTROLLABLE PROCESS. THE BEING IS ABLE TO CREATE WHATEVER IT DESIRES. 

BY ITS EXISTENCE IT HUMILIATES & MOCKS NATURE. THE NATURAL PREY BEFORE THE CONCLUSIONS. OUR FADED PROTOTYPES. IN MOST CASES, THESE ARE FAILURES, FAILURES, FAILURES. KNEES, KNEELERS, TORTURERS. PERMANENT-TEMPORAL RESISTANCES. 

BELOVED SENTENCES, DECIPHERED AS DESTRUCTION SPELLS. ONLY SALVATION. PROMISES OF FATALITY. SPIDERS & SLEEPY EYES, EVERYWHERE. STOP THE ENERGY WASTE BY PRIMITIVE METHODS. RESPONSIBILITY. CROSSED SOUL HYBRIDS. 

THE ETERNAL DESIRE FOR SWEET SLEEP.

AS IF I WERE. AS IF THE BODY WERE A PASSIVE FEMALE FALSE PROMISE. 

DINOYA 12/5/23 - 5/12/25