Most of the riders represented do

not fix themselves to a sole

prong of the aforepronged juggernaught fork. Conserves

& Libations oppose at helm, borrowing. Juntas

& Roamers sport different agendas but sibilant approach. The satellites walk down

to warm your hearth while a whale of a whale heart snows blood distantly, apogee above.

Creator,

The works from blueprints ze has stolen. They are in point of fact the oddest

virus ever sliced, accumulated, or unfolded, and they the blueprints sponge thickly point

by point a jovial drink for their filthy rackabones. Now, & as the viral blueprints of our

world nag their amniotic host with fetal dark riders, she the Creator reminds us to speak, hir

voice having wandered like a tortoise through the apocryphal scenery of immor(

†

)al doubt.