The time came when it was upon us to enjoy the ride.We waited breathlessly for our turn at the button.It made us fracture,knowing that each push would drive the seated further and further down the road to insanity.We played never the less

 

.Each revolution ate away at the seateds reality until it lived (if one can call it "living") in 33 eras all at once.The seated is a sacrificial offering to something sacreligious.