24.1.17



Pellucid mind, mercury. Suffocated my children. Nil by mouth. Bandages cover face. Collateral damage. Bacofoil. President of the United States of America.
Febrile Antennae taste the air, flickering like a tongue. ATTENAE OF THE RACE-
I SMELL TROUBLE AHEAD. Stockpile a) bottled water. B) tinned food c) ammunition.
Cracked matrix.
Stay in this room. Walk from wall to wall. Walk in circles. Walk erratically. Walk backwards. Walk in a zig zag line. Bang your head against the wall. Scream. Sit still. Use your imagination. Open your eyes. You are still in the room. You never left the room.


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