Terminal

no matter how you stir it, it separates into layers :: crystallizing under stress from any extreme condition, imposing stasis when adaptability should be tested :: the quickest and most painful admission - is it of ignorance or responsibility? :: we've found a way to trick people into mistrusting their own assumptions :: Xanadu-paletted flies hinge on dimensions of asymmetrical properties with tesseract eyes :: we hypothesized inaction yet most augmented beings cling strongly to one direction like a man at the helm of a vehicle with controls greatly outside his own understanding :: transposed with a feed of random stimuli there will be no change aside from in their involuntary sneezes of opinion :: confronted with their neighbouring species' octave, static; with their spectrum, black :: you can stand on a gentle incline and view a world of your choice from an arbitrary point selected from a continuous rotational field without turning your head :: the hope that we might network neurally was so revolutionary that in naievity we downplayed the reality of constant close co-habitation :: recallibration can direct negative stimuli down pathways which lack the concept :: many cavy die in such sugared corridors :: viewed as a sliding diorama suspended at an unduplicatable height and distance leaving a memory lacking an explanation or motive :: no-one immediately adjusts to the slight delay the shadow acquires ;; we introduced a foreign agent which interprets our mannerisms in new and unexpected ways; our twins find our marvel at this rapid exegesis more surprising still :: having reached beyond our childish magical hopes our spells are cast in silence and with the utmost confidence in their neccessity :: sensory talents have manifested as a result of resonance - these powers can be mitigated by concentration upon their direction by any individual :: skeletons were found in one such overlap; we surmise that their dream culture grew its own opposition to flatter ours :: a co-formed imaginary world can split into two not only at a historical point representing a major decision but also when their themes reprise in deja-vu, creating a cascade of similar :: dreamscapes differing only by ages measurable in fractions of a second :: oh god oh god oh god :: flashes of simple geometrical shapes in primary colours are obvious and recurring artifacts of ideas the subconscious has chosen to ignore:::::