by William Skink
I'm a neo-gnostic synchro-mystic spiritual warrior for Christ plotting with Sophia to expose their narrative heist the docu-drama matrix now rapidly descends I'm not your fucking battery or means to immortal ends you got your jab in mother congrats, you monstrous pricks another host inside the fold on which you can affix like the parasites you are fastened by the teeth fuck your blinking demon star we seek to heal the breach