Assembled From Dead Incompatible Pieces; Livid Fragments Regenerated.

Decomposing Bits Of Organic Matter, Brought To Life, Revived.

A Fluid, Limbless, Sickening Shape, A Faltering Semi-floating Cluster.

Its Sole Purpose Of Creation; To Burst The Imagination Blood Surge.



Defying The Mould Of Human Flesh. Smashing The Wall Of Beliefs.

A Sight To Bring Insanity To All Dimensional Reality.



Carved From Thoughts Unthought Into A Graphic, Visible Delusion Of Life.

A Twisted Display Of Dehumanized Features, By Cells Reflected, Refracted.

A Frantic Dancing Of Particles, In Pathetic Attempt At Rendering Flesh;

Swirling To Project The Illusion Of Shape, Form, Dimension And Mass.



(Eyes Not Made For Watching. Thousand Watt Obsidian Bulbs;

Reflective, Obversed. The Only View Is The Barren Self)



A Walking Translucent Entity. Void, Suspended. Inviolate By Rules, All Standards Of Existence.

An Electrified Vapor-cloud. A Skein Of Bone And Tissue.

An Atrocity, A Liquid Form Unshaped To The Organic Norm.



A Mind Not Filled With Thoughts, But A Random Flickering Static.

A Soulless Creature Un-alive; I'm The Un-human Elastic.