'An alteration of the past, redolent of severely displaced sentiments.
Almost motionless mutations from the cracking of textures into blooming flowers. Inaudible cries sounding from anxious critters of isolated cultures. Refined ambiguous hymns of melancholy uniting with flow of visceral growth. Scent of tribal marshlands, a blanket of fog obscuring the dusk, a destructive examination of jjjacob's vision.'