It is a mass that devours, possesses, assimilates all, spreading, infiltrating, capturing. It makes the skin burn and the air toxic. It is pervasive, invading us like an autonomous being. It is a black water that adapts to shapes and submits them to its own rules. Inconceivable! Like art and existence. A radiant poison that that sticks to the skin and burns the flesh. We mistakenly think we can control it, while it controls and manipulates us. We can only look at it. To swallow it would kill us. To inhale it would be poisonous. To touch it is perhaps the least dangerous thing to do.
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