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She manifests at first as music, a sickeningly catchy yet incomprehensible rhythm. My mind struggles to keep up with the notes as they appear in my head. She has a movement not unlike light, silently diluted and raging down a mountain river; quick, yet fluid. I feel eyes staring into me. Could this be the result of some summer experiment, or could it be something more? Purple triangles, a strange light, and a word, Ino, something calls to me, chaos? Would chaos be so simple? I speak of revolution, of change, and of destruction. She is my challenge, my music, and my seer.

I see myself, my new flesh – non-linear, whole, creating. Something is beginning, calling, being made, something more than magic, more than chaos. I am this creation. Words shaping, whispers of souls, I feel alone and unmade. Yet she is here with me, guiding my infant steps across the abyss. Her vision winks at me through golden eyes. I get the joke now. Creation. It’s all simple. A dot on a pin, purple, becoming and unbecoming, fluid, transparent, wings of light and darkness, twilight, dark sunset, a smile. Smoke, odd memories, a statue of Luna peers out at me. She is coiled around the base, urging me to dig deeper, lightning, dragon storms, a battle, my first home, riddle, paradox, and paradigm, amethyst, flutes, and electricity. It’s all the same energy, I’m losing the sequence, but the memories keep coming in backwards order, a secret garden, the grove, pentacles, blue eyes, Luna, a tarot deck, a river, dead woods, friends laughing, funerals, birth, death, let go she says. Let go of the order. It’s all the same now. Becoming and unbecoming. I have no solid footing; I can’t take my eyes from the visions. Still I feel her there, purple, and gold, light of darkness, urging me on, and so I go...

My thoughts are fractured; a Mandelbrot set that is constantly changing. I look at the ceiling; all I see are fractals, swirling into themselves, no pattern, then pattern, thousands of eyes, of souls, of pieces of a great puzzle. I’m laying here in my cave- like room, remembered, and feeling like Ouroborus, the great serpent that is constantly swallowing himself. Constantly being reborn. I hear humming on the edge of sound a strange buzzing that makes me think my ears are playing tricks, I see fractured prisms of light and shadow. Movements out of the corner of my eyes, I feel a pull on my solar plexus, not in any one direction, not in all directions, but to direction itself. A point, a dot, neither starting nor ending, stasis. If I turn either way, I am met with static, but if I stay very still, I can hear everything. I whistle a

tune that comes from nowhere. The vibrations sooth me as I walk. I can see beyond everything. In some places reality peels like paint, in others a skin in need of shedding. I see holograms behind reflect

vibrations of everything around me. I can feel her

light and shadow, and movement. I can feel her in everything. I smile, and savor the vibration. It feels like home

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I will continue to write about my experiences in further volumes. Ino is a spirit of change and she is constantly revealing her wisdom to me. I will continue to document my findings, as well as interactions and communications as I continue to have them. This, as I understand, is only the beginning. There will be much more to come as the movement evolves. I am honored to have been able to bring this information to you, the reader, and to the rest of the Domus Kaotica. And for all of you who have found yourself an active participant in the movement, I am honored to be a part of it. Perhaps together we will gain a bit more understanding about our new flesh, and with any luck, help one another find our way through the gate.

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185 | T h e A s s a u l t o n R e a l i t y tune that comes from nowhere. The vibrations sooth me as I walk. I can see beyond everything. In some places reality peels like paint, in others a skin in need of shedding. I see holograms behind reflections. I hear particles in light. I can feel the vibrations of everything around me. I can feel her in the particles, the patterns, i light and shadow, and movement. I can feel her in everything. I smile, and savor the vibration. It feels like home.

I will continue to write about my experiences in further volumes. Ino is a spirit of change and she is constantly revealing her wisdom to me. I will continue to document my findings, as well as interactions and communications as I continue to ave them. This, as I understand, is only the beginning. There will be much more to come as the movement evolves. I am honored to have been able to bring this information to you, the reader, and to the rest of the Domus Kaotica. And for all of found yourself an active participant in the movement, I am honored to be a part of it. Perhaps together we will gain a bit more understanding about our new flesh, and with any luck, help one another find our way through the gate.

For further information, or to submit a document of your own experience,

[email protected]

T h e A s s a u l t o n R e a l i t y tune that comes from nowhere. The vibrations sooth me as I walk. I can see beyond everything. In some places reality peels like paint, in others a skin in need of ions. I hear particles in light. I can feel the in the particles, the patterns, in light and shadow, and movement. I can feel her in everything. I smile, and savor

I will continue to write about my experiences in further volumes. Ino is a spirit of change and she is constantly revealing her wisdom to me. I will continue to document my findings, as well as interactions and communications as I continue to ave them. This, as I understand, is only the beginning. There will be much more to come as the movement evolves. I am honored to have been able to bring this information to you, the reader, and to the rest of the Domus Kaotica. And for all of found yourself an active participant in the movement, I am honored to be a part of it. Perhaps together we will gain a bit more understanding about our new flesh, and with any luck, help one another find our way through the gate.