Second Law
Before there was time… When everything that is, has been, and will ever be was compressed into a single point… The Universe slept, and dreamt of creating itself. In this esoteric visual poem, a cosmic being known as THE ENTITY experiences the birth, life, and death of a primordial, psychedelic universe.
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