Abandon all hope and longing ye mortal wretches

We have been waiting for you. 

Please.

Be seated.

This is the land where all life lies.   All time, all death. All is immaterial here. There is only now. 

The endless everpresent now, the now of horrors endless for those who failed first to see the tragic in life. 

Endless.

Wander.  Explore.  It matters not.

This realm does go on for ever. 

None leave.

Ever.  

Even whole houses, whole communities, brought here whole and intact and newborn.

There is no justice.  These ever living. Ever existing.  Never changing. the endless Ever Children. Bawling for hope and empathy that shall never come.  

The wail goes on for miles. Endless smiles. 

Magic dies.  Despair reigns. 

ALWAYS BEWARE THE LOST

THEY WHO TRAVEL ALONE AND UNAFRAID

FOR THEY WILL BE YOUR END

Come to me flesh, love me and rot.  Come and die.

ALL IS BUT MEAT

Your GOD IS ROT.  YOUR WAY IS ROT

ALL FLESH IS OF ROT 

TO ROT

ROTTING

ROTTING

the Jesters LAUGHING

Don't you see?
DO YOU NOT SEE

She will show you the way.
She who is unblinking
From her you cannot look away.  Believe her, and she will lead you, laughing, to a mad and early grave.
Beware.
Beware her wisdom and bright eyes. 

Here there is safely
there there is surcease
only under

the flesh and blood eaves of

The One Tree

breathe the breath of the last breath of a heaving multitude of babes,

fresh in their death and ripeness 

hanging still as the 

sky here 

fruit to be plucked, a soul on the shelf

banking

commodity

Paupers are invisible anyway

BEHOLD The Prince of Paper-hollow Speech
master of this place
the hollow husk of a lord of over

His head-husk a hollow and rattling thing

full of immense jacketed wasps

pressed close as lovers walking over one another

save only when they fly free from the ever whispering

mouth of the prince

spitting out black and yellow

bileous

wasps

nectarandliesnectarandliesnectarandliesnectarandlies

Images by the brilliant Zdzislaw Beksinski.  Words are mine, or that of my depression beast.  Not really gameable but maybe inspirational? Remember depression lies.