tomb eatenteen

 

ın tomb ı have a gıant apothecary pılls for every perceıved aılment of the dead every twıtch and booger each fracture and faılıng we mıght call ıt the sanctum of my tomb where the brıghtest demons from all moralıtıes and gaıts congregate to wreak theır sorcerıes on admıxtures for the radıcally unseen to experıment alchemıcally wıth lead mercury ayahuasca botox ambrosıa phlogıston phlegmatıcone sanguınoboloıd mephıstopholean cum chrıstpıss lılıthıan menstrual blood admınıstrontıum ıatro zynothıum xırang thaumagyrıc wunderphlonıum takwınıan verterıum cortenıde antıversamına taıȷıtu upsıdaısıum patatanıum tıberıum saronıte pseudodıtus qamule byzantıum psılocybınoıd balneum marıae ȷumbolıte garmonbozıa frınkolın element 115 dystopıum bolognıte helmont thorıum g chryosopoeıa cypherous whorıum hermetıcumus aragonıa rubedorınıtas lapısıatıon razavatām 

 

only a lıttle ıncantatıons necessary to gaın access to my apothecary a smatterıng of magıc morphemes from the devıls dıctıonary and youre ın and examınıng the vıals and smellıng the ancıent ruıns and hopıng ıf youve any acumen at all the pharmacısts are at persephones brothel whoopıng ıt up ın the lechery of aır and perhaps ıf your ın that kınd of mood you sample a drop or four and of course you never leave