The Ruptured Mirrors… I cannot stop Imagining this image in my mind, but this is how I imagine what the world feels like: A Void full of floating objects - fragmented, broken, wrong, colourless and silent. In case you don’t get it, this is my hatred towards humanity. I once had an dream with humans where they advanced, but as I saw a lot of mock-ups, at December 2024, I saw multiple comments mocking the news reports when Trump was elected president. Why do people like discriminating themselves? Why do Evil groups always throw temper tantrums like they haven‘t entered maturity? I thought back of the godless comments like wild animals screaming political thoughts to save their home country - Israel/Palestine. I also thought back of the Pollution and Animal cruelty. The Years will become much worse until the World finally comes to an end. You are just another threat to yourself. You were never meant to live here. So, in this region here, this is the innermost core of Mbig1‘s Universe. No one, except the True Author can survive there. If you enter, you will decay as Silence itself is truly deafening. You will lose all your senses, your powers, your existence, your consciousness and yourself. No one will remember you. No one will know you existed. No one will see, feel and hear you. These fragmented Objects are the containers of multiple lower Realms layered. It is neither hot, nor cold. There is no hope. There is no optimism. There is no life, nor death. There is no end. There is no light. It has always been a pure oblivion, since the creation of Mbig1‘s Universe. Silently deafening, broken, wrong, colourless, alienating, wrong, lifeless, hopeless, distorted, forgotten, unloving and empty.
@Homie_Nuke_Mark1 for the particles from the Realm of Shadows and the inspiration of the Unwoven Realms. Everyone.
