simulacra (metal) - a cellular revolt
feel it quaking within your bones, reverberating, trembling, a seismic force pulsing in calcium, rooted deep within
poised to rattle throughout the core, dismantling living rigidity, to send us hunching, defeated, down to our broken feet
coursing throughout each our skin, like a maddening troupe, the voracious ravagers of youth whose sole aim to bring decay, dissolve the internal structure
breakers of elasticity, of regeneration and function, creators of valleys and deformity, the destruction of our outer image
a cellular revolt, coups d’état aimed against the host, dismantling
conspiring with time to erode the system of our being, a steady decline through life
we all are finite baggage, brought into this world only to expire, our immanent perishability a core component of our being, the telos to our embodiment
created to self_destruct, internal m_s_ch_st, the body knows only a creeping death, always poised to thwart the denial of temporality, accepting the limits of the flesh to our lived detriment
degradation of memory, the blind firing of broken neurons, a loss of meaning, an absence of stability in the mind
rampant confusion, madness, bereft of words, a relapse to infancy, stripping us of all our prowess, leaving us to quiver in senility
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