Cadaver Circulation
The old weary branches of the ancient tree, reaching wretchedly towards the black mirroring surface. A golden aura surrounds everything but below, where beneath the black surface the fallen leaves sink. In ferocious currents that no form can bear, knots lacerated open, drowning in aghast in the transient waters. The old roots and branches of the ancient tree reaching wretchedly towards below
Submitted by Warbringer — Jul 02, 2026
The void gaze, of the lifeless eyes once filled with love, poisons the air with their presence. Crumbling vessels of spirits yearning back to the cycle. But by the excruciating attachment their presence is bound. There is no escape from crumbled walls that surround you. With the cadavers of your loved ones in utter silence entombed. "And so it comes to be out of closing shadows, contaminating all. And I yield under the dismal miasma! And let it fill the air..."
Submitted by Warbringer — Jul 02, 2026
Unfathomable dimensions where vanishing points permeate all directions. All horizons drifting further, collapsing inwards. Whirling howling winds fill the abyss of vacancy. Essence disperses to echoes, echoes emanate horrifying forms. Endless recurrence, intrinsic apparition, of reflections, abhorrent deformation. Endless recurrence, endless reflections, of myriad wailing, weeping cadavers
Submitted by Warbringer — Jul 02, 2026
A gateway with no lock lays opened and a shell lays bare. Dendrites reaching to hyphae, intertwining to the pale ever-branching structure. Travelling through nuclei, seeing through the eye / I. Bolting through the axons, dispersing pathways spread self. Enzymes melting psyche. Dissolve, decompose, bifurcate. Soma shattering pulse! In deathly mycorrhiza the mycelium spreads. Innumerable forms gazing back. In the grip of the pale fingеrs inner child devoured by thе ravenous ancient selves! A node spread all open. A beacon or the vultures, and they come to feast
Submitted by Warbringer — Jul 02, 2026
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Utmost residue of actions that bifurcate the paths Mere repetition in the fractal that moves further on and on May the flaming spear of will pierce to utter emptiness
Submitted by Warbringer — Jul 02, 2026