genesis carpet crawler::This time he discovers a long carpeted corridor genesis carpet crawler

genesis carpet crawler

genesis carpet crawler

genesis carpet crawler::This time he discovers a long carpeted corridor.
There is lambswool under my naked feet.
The wool is soft and warm, gives off some kind of heat.
A salamander scurries into flame to be destroyed.
Imaginary creatures are trapped in birth on celluloid.
Each thought and gesture are caught in celluloid.
The walls are painted in red ochre and are marked by strange insignia, some looking like a bullseye, others of birds and boats.
Further down the corridor, he can see some people; all kneeling.
Broken sighs and murmurs they struggle, in their slow motion to move towards a wooden door at the end.
Having seen only the inanimate bodies in the grand parade of lifeless packaging, rael rushe talk to them.
The crawlers cover the floor in the red ochre corridor.
A sphinxlike crawler calls his name saying don k him, the monk is drunk.
Each one of us is trying to reach the top of the stairs, a way out will await us there.
Not asking how he can move freely, our hero goes boldly through the door.
D a table loaded with food, is a spiral staircase going up into the ceiling.
Like the forest fight for sunlight, that takes root in every tree.
Mild mannered supermen are held in kryptonite, bright.
The porcelain mannikin with shattered skin fears attack.
The eager pack lift up their pitchers they carry all they lack.
The liquid has congealed, which has seeped out through the crack, and the tickler takes his stickleback.