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    Bob Arctor

    par Bob Arctor

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    Assembled from dead incompatible pieces; Livid fragments regenerated.
    Decomposing bits of organic matter, brought to life, revived.
    A fluid, limbless, sickening shape, a faltering semi-floating cluster.
    Its sole purpose of creation; To burst the imagination blood surge.

    Defying the mould of human flesh. Smashing the wall of beliefs.
    A sight to bring insanity to all dimensional reality.

    Carved from thoughts unthought into a graphic, visible delusion of life.
    A twisted display of dehumanized features, by cells reflected, refracted.
    A frantic dancing of particles, in pathetic attempt at rendering flesh;
    Swirling to project the illusion of shape, form, dimension and mass.

    (Eyes not made for watching. Thousand watt obsidian bulbs;
    Reflective, obversed. The only view is the barren self)

    A walking translucent entity. Void, suspended. Inviolate by rules, all standards of existence.
    An electrified vapor-cloud. A skein of bone and tissue.
    An atrocity, a liquid form unshaped to the organic norm.

    A mind not filled with thoughts, but a random flickering static.
    A soulless creature un-alive; I'm the un-human elastic.

    ->http://www.meshuggah.net/