Saturday, September 22, 2018
Mind Bots
Like soldiers they rise together and fight one another in mortal combat. The colors are bright, the music loud. The strobes are operating in perfect synchronicity opening the doors of perception... letting in the light of the universal spectrum. All the cylinders are constantly firing as the combatants draw closer and closer, over and over again towards one another. Their hot guns ready to burst their death upon one another in a flash of golden/reddish glory while illuminating the spirits within one another to the afterglow of the renaissance to come that will be the end of everything as it has ever been known.
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