These remnants, rotting keepsakes of words and pictures are mnemonically residual. They are scryed, interfaces utilizing misfired sigilings, systems of incomplete quasi-alchemical call-signs and proto-symbologies loosely based upon borrowed (and in some cases stolen) artificially charged devices. When assembled into specific schemas, this soft machinery marks as it contains, and thus constructs the Terminal House.
1.7.12
Continuum
You must,
Continue,
Like this,
Captured,
By cylindrical syllables,
In subatomic conversations,
Spoken by those,
As source,
And at cosmic centre
The locks,
Keys,
And doors,
To the virus that binds,
Molecular chains tight,
And language,
Conference to cellular structures.
Over,
And over,
And over again,
You must turn,
A thousand miles per micro-second,
Turn recombinant keys,
Unlock self-replicating doors,
Continue,
And continue more,
Degrade,
Integrity,
Through the continuous,
Through those mouths,
Like loops,
As you continue,
And return,
Through repetition.
Everything must be constant,
Continue,
All things must move,
Until they disappear,
Continue,
Until you are no more.
Continue,
Like this,
Captured,
By cylindrical syllables,
In subatomic conversations,
Spoken by those,
As source,
And at cosmic centre
The locks,
Keys,
And doors,
To the virus that binds,
Molecular chains tight,
And language,
Conference to cellular structures.
Over,
And over,
And over again,
You must turn,
A thousand miles per micro-second,
Turn recombinant keys,
Unlock self-replicating doors,
Continue,
And continue more,
Degrade,
Integrity,
Through the continuous,
Through those mouths,
Like loops,
As you continue,
And return,
Through repetition.
Everything must be constant,
Continue,
All things must move,
Until they disappear,
Continue,
Until you are no more.
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