Creator as Observer congruent systems collapsing mutating waveforms to become sight-sound touch. A sick perception is now my only link to reality scorched eternally blistering yet I prevail. My merciless plan of creation entails seeing the unseen forge an abomination to annihilate with a cold-hearted sense of compassion devastation. Thy vicious modus operandi. Observer as Creator beguiling unstable electric forms. These tools of judgment they thirst for unpure. Draining a carcass devour the contaminate and filth that roams amongst us sterilizing out human forms. Shredding tissue fracturing bone. Burning synapse rewiring conscious. A brutal reforming of features a hideous cleansing of God. Self Purification achieved when whats left is devoid of deformations.