- Wmmvrrvrrmm remembers today holding onto the Grab Bars in the London underground train carriage and imagining his pyramid headgear starting to fuse with the handlebars becoming one integrated structure.
- Wmmvrrvrrmm remembers that on the way home, he sat down and then a person sat down next to him and started to read a book that was printed in a foreign language. Wmm didn't want this person sitting next to him to sit there and wanted him to move away as if he were too shadowy a figure with his head buried in the tome, and Wmm kept imagining himself picking this person up and shoving his head into the wall on the other side of the carriage and a disposal shoot with teeth would open up on the other side into which the man would go before his head gets bitten off by the teeth. Once the seats on the opposite side of the carriage became vacant, the man decided to sit on the other side and Wmm began to imagine him as a shadowy energy form slowly transforming into a foetal tadpole shape that would begin to swim within the glass of the window.
- Wmmvrrvrrmm remembers that during this time, in his mind, the man sitting opposite's face skin pulled back from the mouth like a foreskin revealed rows of vertical forward pointing fangs formed in the manner similar to a mouth of a lamprey and also a band of machine gun bullets, and then the outer row of teeth began to turn and point out sideways either side of the man's face in the manner of a fan and right in the centre of the rows of teeth was a small beak like the mouth of an octopus. And from this entity's throat would come a continuous clicking sound.
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