mutations, monsters and snakes

Planet peopled and frenzied. Exhausted by constant strain heaving malignant puss from sickness accretion. Chronic ice rain and infested mildewed spores oscillating between decay and life; human animals hunt, fuck and fight. Pluses and minuses, multiplying and dividing living integers scratching each other off of the page in complex equations of flesh and archaic genetically bound acts of transaction. There is no distinct threshold but a long hallway stretching with indeterminacy. Lines don't exist anymore; there is nothing left to cross.


I take care of myself. I need no one. I please myself as there is no one else worth pleasing left. I live amongst mutation, monsters and snakes.

Regina, 2049-