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mirror devoid of spirit.
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mountains
ocho.ouch
recheck/revise
and under the ever glowing lights did we begin to prosper. honestly, i don't remember much these days. i wasn't there when it happened and if, what? there are all kinds. thriving. ./\./\./\./\./\./\./\./\./\./\./\./\./\./\./\./\...../\...........hmm....indeed.../\..
SIX
our minds are not programmed for this anymore.we're hardwired for headlines.a meaty heap of short circuits and half thought(out)ful sentences. just sitting there, waiting. rotting mushy ass-cheeks. mushy. FIVEBLEEPSLEEP.Skips out and is silent from here until you get to the beginning.
THE BEGINNING IS THE END OF THE WORLD!
at least we all died happy and together.
big stinky piles. this is a good visceral experience to be had. full stride was taken out of the blocks(destruction), society burned away and mutated into this vast landspace. the toxins in the earth caused rapid changes. once humanity was removed wilderness took over and true chaos ignited. trees and plants (over 23 significant genetic mutations) began harvesting small groups of nomadic humanoid mutants and using them to sustain life. they fed them nectar and held them naturally comafied. a central spine-nervoussytem-code ran through the folage that kept them (oh yes, the plants) connected. A primordial/mongoloidal connection at best, but they were existing to live in such a valiant way, aggressive survival. the prism tree was thier queen. it sat ringed by thorned reflexive snap traps, positioned to thrash any trespasser to shreds.
Boom......ba..da.......Boom.....ba.da.......Boom........
The megacorplomerates bombed the fuck out of these new plants and their prism tree.
The prism tree just so happened to be a dimensional rift or trapdoor, making it impervious to any sort of destructive element.
the prism tree is a cottonwood. soft native deadly.
