Tongue mountain & umbilical flower 舌山&脐花

it is the back corner of our brain

where the variation kick it at.

just like dissociating in the limbo，

there is no host existed ，

no masters，

no tears，

no fears，

no exceptions，

no regrets。

no pains，

only protein remains，

Expressed fusion proteins existed in the form of inclusion body. 

to hear  the surging pulse of the veins

to feel the trunk bodily or anti-bodily，

to sense the solitary physical setup

like our spiritual software  assay for “viruses”. 

so “viruses” do 

 

I have been invited to rearrange it through the endless tests

does the test hurt？