Chaos

Complete disorder can never exist in a world of frames. For when there appears to be confusion, her desire is the embrace of rudiments. Even when the sound pierces eardrums and rhythms change, a tock tic becomes tic tock when the approach is driven by the unbelief that complete disorder can never exist in a world of frames. That which possesses the sound of noise is in fact beauty in the making.

Chaos

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