AFTER LATHERING HERSELF WITH THE FINEST OILS A PERSON CAN OBTAIN ON LEGAL WAYS, SHE BEGINS HER USUAL 3 HOUR SESSION OF PRESSING HERSELF AGAINST THE BEDSIDE WALL IN HER ROOM. THE STORM IN HER MIND TURNS INTO A CALM BREEZE AND THE FOG IS LIFTING. IN THIS VERY MOMENT SHE FEELS COMPLETE. ONE WITH THE UNIVERSE, MICROCOSMS AND MACROCOSMS CONJOINED INTO ONE ENTITY.

BEDDED ON ROSES IN A ESTRANGED BUT FAMILIAR, WELL KEPT BUT ALSO ABANDONED GARDEN. OBSERVING A PARASITIC STAR THAT LOOMS IN THE CRIMSON NIGHT SKY OVER A LONG LOST ANCIENT CIVILIZATION, READY TO DEVOUR OURS AT ANY TIME.