Dementia-Personal Narrative

the dark cavern was wofting charnale sented mist i had a a sudden cognizance of a blasphemous locked way in my skull so uterly INCONGRUOUS that i'd buried the recollection of that PERFIDIOUS, ANOMALOUS PERVERSION my subcochous. the shadow of an unknown thing, curdling the air as it draws inexorably closer the the serfuse of my day time brain.i felt the erudition of dementia i my mind desolved in the THAT HATEFUL, ABYSMAL, PLIABLE acid of the the unknowable THAT PUTRID, PITILESS, LIQUID shadow the carods all mans sanity. the mountans rows up behind me prasipatisly. he found him self being submerged in that infeasible, prodigiously perturbing, IRIDESCENT,chaos that can not by seen by the human eye. ANCIENT MALIGNANCY called forth from dimensions of chaos beyond the realm of sanity. he senssed all the
, I prostated myself before THAT VIBRATING, AMBIGUOUS, HORNED, GIGANTIC PUSTULE. paralysis by the an insignificance of my one existance beneath that stood before me.the preast grovaled Obsequiously be for there GLOBULAR MUTILATED, DREADFUL OVERGROWTH the called there master. the thing was a mass of GANGRENOUS DECOMPOSITION.almost defies the power of language. it was a LUMBERING GELATINOUS BLASPHEMY. HALLUCINATORY OBSCENITY the pralode to terror rose with a dark cadence that cluched my body in dead and supance as i looked abone THAT HIDEOUS, INCONGRUOUS abomanationthat towered black above me like like the spactral city i see in dreamsthis demoniac theophany standing before my in all its terroble blood curdilling splender.THAT LURKING MISCARRIAGE the elamantel entity lerched tords us in a grotasc berlasc of life i felt as small as dust before the wind. l Oh, the UNUTTERABLE horror of it