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of adrenaline, charge battery.
I feel the power running through my body.

I’m a machine; I hardly have something organic.
The worker never matter in the scraps

3D matter.
And collide it with its anti-particulate
In hopes to convert me into pure energy

Metal and meat becoming one.
Now I can't scream; my mouth

dishonest shapes      
Frames disjointed, fractalizing
Shifting particulate matter dissipates
Illusions deconstructed in a blink of the eye

The mesh

chemical substances slowly burning a hole 

In the evolution
Of existence

Particulate matter, microscopic death suspended above our heads

The presence

Elastic

Meshuggah

Chaosphere

1998

Assembled from dead incompatible pieces; Livid fragments regenerated.
Decomposing bits of organic matter, brought to life, revived.
A fluid,