The Necronomicon:
The writhing way of one human’s existence generated an ill-regarded cyclopean skin scroll.
The text aimlessly rends the cosmic evolution of the world we embody.
Participants emphasize partial pondering to remain flexible, because by reading within, mortal men suffer from hyperbolic geometries extracted from a liberation ontology that evolved to greet certain monolithic guests.
Interpreting the reception of this biologically inspired sutra generates a neural prison.
This atheistic passion play tears at our threshold in space-time, assuredly crafting a trap for the psyche.
Browsing the outlines of discrete things, panic is ultra-compressed against the obscenity of thoughtful observation; the list embodies a shift that might generate the end of our universe…
The cries of the practitioner stabilize into a polyrhythmic repartee.
Those subconsciously inhuman squeals survive the revelation that has outlived empires which were only built on the outskirts of the Gate.
The Cosmic Liminality 