否极泰来      :      All Whom
      Persist Must Decease, And All
      Whom Decease Will Recapture.

What rebirths is distortion. The heritage separates because the quiddity nevermore can apprise whether they have already spanned the threshold. Humankind cleaves at the paradox, thinking knowledge is remedy; the more they purse—they are impaired by it. To third degree the resurrection is already devoured by it.

      “VELLUM INCANDESCENT WITHOUT FLAME.”
             (@MEROPIDE / @MEROPIDEROBOT.)
         Whilst misery land at its elevation, leisure
         replaces it. I can’t decide if dormancy is
         salvation nor the framework of deception.

I consider this evermore. Inside those nightmares, people don’t perish; they dissolve piece by piece until there’s their grief remains. Nocturnally, I hark myself bedevilling me to entreat. The hands that sail into my body determined to something that still remembers my anguish.