An absence of sense.

All is false; everything is illusion.
To incur a constant, yet linear spurious wave of feeling.
Abstraction is the only way so all dreams look true.
Reality is impulsion; never being as it unconsistanly shows.
Fainting it all; reality of confused waveforms.

? chaos undefined as a stream of energy.
That ridiculous inert matter can not even exist - be animated.
Do these misaligned cells deserve the incandescent and necessary ray of life?
Realms of voltaic reactions bathe in the ultimate void and absence of sense.

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