Uncertainty is killing me - though I read as much as I am willing to at this given moment, still I turn myself in the dark. I don’t know enough, I tell myself (Ref. Freud, Das Unheimliche) — asking foreign aids for relieving answers. Still going, going around in circles, reaching the same places day after day in search of a witch. I feel like I am my own sculptor and spectator, rendering not in clay or marble, but in the intangible substance of reverie I create.
I am so glad you’re happy and laughing, careless as ever, even though you lost a leg in these recurring fights in the past. This won’t last, I promise. If it does, believe me, it would feel glitchy… after all that’s what I’ve read. Because syntax is better for eternal love and forgiveness, though I am pleading for procrastination and denial. That's why I am levitating in supposedly heimelig surroundings all night. I see myself lying in bed, looking down, tapping triangulars while having the tv on, playing a movie about a murderdoll. Me almost like a disruptive entity — Not really grasping, more converging.
Gedunkelfloxx Obsidian manifests as a dissonant echo in the structure of familiar yet paradoxically comforting realms, in the everyday. It embodies an enigma, a cryptic sensation that delineates a clash of fleeting forces. This phenomenon subtly infiltrates known landscapes – those pathways we tread in contemplation, or the mesmerizing venues that ensnare our senses – only to introduce a disquieting anomaly, an amorphous spirit condensing a nebulous darkness. Despite its ominous presence, it contains a deceptive allure, its shine a paradoxical siren call reminding of its presence even when not visible.
Yet, why does this entity manifest? It stands as a symbol, a sign of numerous unwelcome and unsettling realities, asserting itself with an unapologetic assertiveness. This entity possesses the serenity of natural havens: a grassy glade alive with a flock of insects in sunlight, a nocturnal forest draped in lunar serenity, or even the mundane normalcy of a residential driveway. What lingers in the psyche of the beholder are fragmented visions, ephemeral reminders of an unsettling occurrence that has scarred the landscape of consciousness time and time again.
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