Max Graenitz
/n0ɪ̯zi_bɔɪ/
We affirm that the world’s magnificence has been enriched by a new beauty: the beauty of confusion — befuddlement coursing through the veins with the accelerated turbulence of the inner apparatus.
Picture yourself at the helm of the jubilant collapse of linear cognition beneath waves of ornamental overexposure and celebratory neural interference.
Forget clarity.
Forget reasonable locomotion.
Proclaim the triumph of rotational bewilderment, ceremonial distraction, nocturnal psychic abrasion, and recreational disorientation.
This IS the victory of N0Ɪ̯zi_Bɔɪ upon the cranial province.
A jubilant collapse of linear cognition beneath waves of ornamental overexposure and celebratory neural interference among the unstable elevations of the Bavarian Alps.
Herewith unbeknownst, no further and beyond.
Rise, my fraternity, and bring forth the ceremonial debris of the recreational subconscious.
Thank you for visiting.