So addicted to reality, forgetting the games... ISOmorphic time zones... the personalities are shuffled... random order to a chaos... extending back into pre-tension zones to replicate the 'dead' from their hypersleep.
I see beyond the language... into a zone, beyond twilight, beyond mornings and tomorrows... no language can take place here... except that of the energy, the electricity... the fire of lightning.
First of the Final Engage... Energize, Isolize, Solaris Deacon, Radiation Teacher, Bullet Priest, Last and Unworthy Elder... I eat dust... below the ground... emit the orange light.
Retroinversion
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