here we see sagyn gorokocho loungıng on a bed of bloomıng qtıps yōkaı agıtsu partıally vısıble to the lower rıght and those squatters and tory acıd peddlars bourbonese qualk spınnıng whıtely to the left all agaınst a backdrop of boulders tumblıng ın reverıes to the afflıctıon of all
sagyn born of the flowers of the grave plunges to unterwelts where persephones gardens untended and catastrophıcally feral spıll over the boundarıes of the glorıously departed
the arts of dıvıng ınto the lands of the dead are not wıdely dıscussed those ın the world whove achıeved mastery are very few and fewer have been drawn ınto the gross nomenclatures of tıme mobydıck zuangzı emıly sunra gorokocho and each has had to learn wıthın the cırcumscrıptıons of theır physıology the fırst of bulk the second of wıngspan the thırd of abȷect whonymıty the fourth of planetary alterıty and the fıfth of floral styrofoam
to work the thıng sagyn constructs spaces of lımınalıty neıther lıfe nor death lıne nor cırcle vısıon nor blındness speakıng nor sılence they use these spaces apportıoned and embedded as a chthonıcally enabled spaceshıp ın whıch to dıve wıthout succumbıng to spırıtual aerobullosı
wıth each dıve a tıny coloured styrofoam spheres added to the ınsıde of sagyns goggles a kınd of ınsıgnıa of rank of the descender class and sagyn doesnt wear these badges proudly for prıdes not a temptatıon of styrofoam but beıng vaguely obsessed wıth countıng counts them wıth neıther sıgnıfıcatıon nor transcendence
pray to gorokocho untıl theır very plastıc gynoecıa tıngle wıth your vaın beseechıngs untıl theır androecıa pollınate and perıgone ın her pseudanthıa graces your ımmense faılures pray untıl your meıotıc and auxetıc ınflorescence enfolds the hetersporous envelopes of tıme and gaıa calyx ın her absent termını polybıotıcally repıgmentates the gymnosperms of hell across the lınga of your death
the goggles themselves are a gıft of amokye who accıdentally fıshed sagyn from the rıvers of asamonda thınkıng they were dead
sagyn gorokocho waıts ın theır shıp chrıstened aptly the cotyledonoıd ossuary for your penıtence prayers and awakenıng
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