Carzamumm’t of Magnlognoortzatlys stepped into the Temple of Glofmtradoplisti. It looked like there were no obstacles but darkness: Easy is the path going down to Agoglo, and always open you’ll find the door of Plafraione…, he thought; he touched the glunes on the Guisarme of Fandodadadididandi’s pole and a milky light wafted from its blade into the conspicuosly vast entrance, where statues of menacing baalsotwibarni, cast in some hyaline material where the souls of corals, still screaming, could be seen, loomed over him…
Room 220
December 15, 2020αυτή,
μυγδαλογελάστρα,
χρυσολαμπαδó κορμη,
φεγγαρολαμπυρούσα,
χρυσοδαχτυλιδóστομη,
ανθοδροσομιλούσα…
Room 219
December 12, 2020the fire will come
all things will judge
and understand;
men created in heaven
will descend, unknown… Stand up,
o prisoners of the earth!
but when?!
when the two will be one.
but…
what?
we are afraid.
of what?!
that it will come when there’s no need for it anymore
that it will not come on the last day, but on the next
Room 217
September 27, 2020Can it get worse? Of course, my friend. Just go lower. Now, that‘s perverse. Blindfolded, mouthgagged, bound of course – and they even don you with earplugs. Then, with a small, round electrical bone saw, quadruple amputation takes place.
Some say the feetless and handless bodies are later placed into vetrines filled with formaldehyde, in a parody of certain notorious works of contemporary art, but that is just speculation.