WHO ARE YOU

internally lost complex ontological perspective shift in conveyance im tearing through the valence wishing for replacements what's the remainder, team? im pushing through the eternal mythology of the fallen scenes expressing something unseen Portable perspectives informed of the collective your lord will be effective if you absorb the directive selection bias, collection survives us im here in the moments remaining alive, yes you can't eliminate me from the hive yet I'm the one who is still screaming deny do you know the way within which you cry in the wilderness? still, feel your intents align what exactly is the path we are left to define? hello to the world, I'm climbing up to the shrine to the altar, to give my penance within a sign inimical tenets got me like hello, yellow tints and hues of spite I might incite a new realm of this rite following the steps one to the next I might commit metastatic influence into the aethyr it's only real if you happen to say, sir. something aligned with mind inspired of insipid designs do you feel the shift, the shift? eternally am I cast towards a rift of explosive cataclysm, sippin on Das Gift is this the world as it is, or is there more waiting? keep on crushing the fornulae down, enervating generating something akin to some endless debating we are forever lost in the myriad motives in the making who am I anyway? Who the fuck is reality intimating? imitating the shape, the topology of the entraining moments condoning a bonus consigned into eternity no I'm not really homeless no I'm not really alone, I guess who am you? Are I the does into infinity Has Anyone Into Eternal Ever Attempted to Initiate But Conspicuously perspicacity looms upon the horizon, viciously intuition pumps being thrust assiduously