Take a look...

You may call me Gr1d. I am a digital,glitchcore,deathrap artist who uses their synestasia to get away with turning noise into sound into colour into art and back.

As you can see theres a bit of an error, seems as everything is soaked in a bath of distortion.

I was sitting alone in a closet one day just rotting in that corner until I felt the sudden urge to peel off my skin..and so I did. Layer by layer I pulled. I did not scream. It did not hurt. I peeled until there was no more--nothing but black oozed around me.

Leaving the corner I ran out peering through the crack in the wall I saw it.

Magnificent. Beautiful. Defining machinery of cogs and pulley lifting and grinding away at meat. It really was exquisite. I scraped myself from the crack , the voie said it clearly. I knew what to do, the old knives I kept. One by one, in the went --and I began to rise. Everything knows me. Everything sees me--I exist outside of it all now and I can see you reading these letters..