- Vol. 04
- Chapter 08
Of Ether and InertiaA slithering reptile, a slimy
arthropod contorts in pain, when a machine
makes shapes of 11 dimensions
telling me that I am the
undisputed king of a lonely thought-world.
But I feel sky as my
own skin. Memory of hyper-seas
haunts and shapes my darker unknowns,
which were once my
home and graveyard at the same time.
I am a schizophrenia. I am a double
agent of ether and inertia.
Torn like a black-hole, bright like
an undead star. I am a Buddha living inside
the heart of an ancient beast.