the Overseer.(lvhtñx)

I had been blinded by dust. Extremities of my organs start to develop independent movements, while somehwat I can feel a new consciousness arise. Hand for claws, heart beats for entanglement of matter. Like a whole system worth of follicules, connecting and disconnecting. That was a unique kind of knowledge, unlike learning a new task, a morphic kind of nausea. Free of limits, it excels all patterns of recognition. No longer part of a single existance.

1308 x 1980 tulpamancic infusioner dream scroll.