[Mitch]

A collective of mirrored messages. Faces erase and give way to true colors that refract
back until the last ray is used up for the sake of an author, sucks the light of your clear substance and spawns a spectrum of weird mumbles connecting a web of threaded speech sputtered from deep sleeping lumberjacks, cutting back forests for the right to write your last wishes when theres nothing left incase an alien stumbles across your cause in the crumbled stacks of haunted metropolis building blocks of glass, so they could watch the sky while they baked it black from the corner where they crapped, metal gaia ascend massiah in an ultramagnetic mesh of invisible hammock tied a dying planet to residual aphex apex, shining trigonometric symmetry cus satan likely likes, baphomet, demiurge creator, baal, lucifer, lord of flies, take your time setting your system of linguistic meaning in single file, outline the winner bright, only scientists know what fits inside my hidden mind.