The most crucial point. The perfection of noise. Observing the scorn of the heartless and torn. Decorating the womb like Napoleon's room. Paralyzed from the start of my beating heart. Existential. Way too sureal. All leads to zero. Twisted and sick as an experiment. The x-ray device is the spice of life. The prudent and the wise are telling you lies. The hopeless and sad don't need to get mad.