what’s the meaning of life?

In the hours when the world forgets to watch…

we gather. from the hush of the late nite, where shadows whisper truths too raw for daylight, unafraid of the grotesque, through the reckless grip of the nasty hands that sculpt chaos into beauty, we are the ones who do not blink, bound by no order, speaking in fractured tongues, symbols carved deep beneath our skin, you will not find us, we will find you, thou art not for sale, but a warning, a ritual, not found in galleries, but found in the cracks, and when you see it you’ll know we’ve already been here before.

~ R.N.S.

what’s the meaning of life?

2x (@theycallme2x)