Broken jaw. Broken feet. Broken spine. Broken posture. Hunched posture. Slimy teeth. Sharp skin. Scaly hair. Torn tissues. A pillar through the chest of a beast. A bullet through the heart of a human. The turn of the two left feet. The limp of the walking grief. A fracture on a border. A cable connected to a wire. A wire cut from reality. The twist of the skies and the bend of the Earth. Earths on top of Earths. Dead bodies on top of more. Piles and piles. Lines of illegal actions. Actions done unrealistically. Rows of moldy forms. A form of rows of beastial molds. Sticky, gritty, damp, melted. Blood and tears mixed with blood and fears. Fears with nightmares inside of dreams along the path of blackouts. Pain of worries and pain of multiple guilts. Guilts embodying ugly forms. Forms possessing human victims. Gods rage. Devil's enjoyment-- Everyone's enjoyment. No One's work. Someone's pain. Violent. Pleading. No Help. Kill them. Kill me. He's out. She dies. We all die. Leave and return to the empty dead of space. Enter the dark boring universe. A Universe so desperate to keep things boring and balance yet chaotic and jagged. A Reality who hates excitement and keeps things in order. Forbidden to cross. Forbidden to stay. Stay with your troubles. Stay with your pain. No help from the other side. A gap open to create more beasts. A gap open to trap more victims. A gap open to kill the unworthy. A gap open to tease us all. A gap open to destroy all bonds. A gap open to bring more pain.
People forced to live within a constant divided by 0 because that's what the b̘̱͉̆̓͌̍͟ò̺̬̀r̝̹̺̘̀̍͗͞d̨̩̍͡è̙r̛͓͉̥̂̽ do to you. Divides you by 0. Creating more and more fractures and beautiful fields.
It's not then we realize we are not alive. We are not real. In fact, the only real are they. They who watch all. They who see all. They who ponder and fight.
We are monkeys with electricity. Nothing more than just some atoms following the rules that Reality put for us. You look for answer but there are n̓͜o̭͉͗̿n͚̰̒̆ȩ̨̜̮̰̓̾͑̓͠
Or maybe the answers are too much for feeble human minds to comprehend. Though humans are great instigators. They were able to cause the war. The war. The war. The war. The war. The war.
A war between the Universe and Reality-- Space and Time-- Everyone, Someone, and
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We call them the MENACE.
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