Mining this standard issue corpse for societal currency. Mind's presence fades. My pulse in race as veins convey. Fear and anger waltz on my answers thought of too late. Taxation wilts all my husks. I can feel the tingling skullwide. Synaptic loss c**tivates unending divide. I'm breathing in the fog. Impulses blocked. Cerebral arrest. Taxation wilts all my husks. I can feel the tingling skullwide. Hindsight always plagues me. Suspended thoughts prolong episode and c**tivate unending divide. Not even hearing just thinking. Wash of words, the background noise. Blood rushes though rescues none. Taxing yields dust. Standing in a body without growth. This phase has extended.