The Sun Door

Fredrik Thordendal's Special Defects

they can't fool me. wearing human faces. they're nothing but resonance

frequencies escaping the grasp of my mind.

waveforms are spinning out of control.

leaking into parallel dimensions. my mind is turned inside out.

exteriorized mind. (perceptually overstimulated.) my insides are pouring


bombardment from outside. (which is now my inside.)

unearthly thought waves overcharge my brain circuits.