Assembled From Dead Incompatible Pieces; Livid Fragments Regenerated. Decomposing Bits Of Organic Matter, Brought To Life, Revived. A Fluid, Limbless, Sickening Shape, A Faltering Semi-Floating Cluster. Its Sole Purpose Of Creation; To Burst The Imagination Blood Surge. Defying The Mould Of Human Flesh. Smashing The Wall Of Beliefs. A Sight To Bring Insanity To All Dimensional Reality. Carved From Thoughts Unthought Into A Graphic, Visible Delusion Of Life. A Twisted Display Of Dehumanized Features, By Cells Reflected, Refracted. A Frantic Dancing Of Particles, In Pathetic Attempt At Rendering Flesh; Swirling To Project The Illusion Of Shape, Form, Dimension And Mass. (Eyes Not Made For Watching. Thousand Watt Obsidian Bulbs; Reflective, Obversed. The Only View Is The Barren Self) A Walking Translucent Entity. Void, Suspended. Inviolate By Rules, All Standards Of Existence. An Electrified Vapor-Cloud. A Skein Of Bone And Tissue. An Atrocity, A Liquid Form Unshaped To The Organic Norm. A Mind Not Filled With Thoughts, But A Random Flickering Static. A Soulless Creature Un-Alive; I'm The Un-Human Elastic.