MORSŪS SINE EFFECTIBUS

"JUST WALK THROUGH". 

A DOG ATTACKED ME WHILE I ATTEMPTED TO CLIMB UP THE STREET. 

I KICKED, PUSHED IT, THEN IT FELL INTO A PIT. 

THEN A JET CRASH HAPPENED. 

THE IMAGE OF A FAMILIAR CHILDHOOD FEMALE, NOW GROWN UP AND WITH A SCAR ON HER STOMACH.

PERSONALLY, NO SENTIMENTS. ALONE. 

NOW LOOK AT WHAT WE HAVE CREATED. THIS DEFEATISM, CATASTROPHES. 

HORDE AFTER HORDE.

MY INNER GARDEN WAS FILLED WITH BEASTS OF THE MOST DANGEROUS BREEDS. 

ONE BY ONE, I DESTROYED THEM.

ONE WOULD TURN INTO A WOMAN IN MAKEUP, THEN TURN BACK INTO A DROOLING, CORPULENT DOG.

DAYS PASSED. DAYS GO BY. WATCHED HOW THE SHOULDERS OF MY REFLECTION IN THE MIRROR GREW. 

SOME LITTLE BODIES WERE BORN TOO LATE FOR THIS PLATFORM. 

BITES WITHOUT EFFECTS. 

DINOYA 31/10/23 - 10/31/23