Friday 11 September 2020

Magic : the tragic machine code

Protein sliver, I have made a hole, to hold your happy healthy holedy god particle (the greeting of a friendly nucleocapsid casing translating device, itself rays beamed through nanocode metaverse pathways, driven by attraction to your pre meta-tyre protein legs)


"I'm an unresolvable roadsign, resolving as appropriate punctuation, instead of a number that controls you, resolved by a weighted DnD ambiguity tesseract roll, instead of your soul"


Woke up in joke hospital, where a metal man abandoned you by force, by following you around and harming you remotely until he'd justified any uncertainty out if your bio body with denial. You might catch a joke disease, in a joke hospital, and so be careful ànd don't catch a joke disease and get sent to a joke hospital, it's a nosey squit abandonment joke virus hole. Just avoid it until you inevitably can't, because the metal man can prove he is superior by adjusting his rear view mirror onto your penis and driving towards it in reverse.

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