Welcome to the Blech of Eternal Wretch
Please leave your categories at the door. You will soon be stumbling through the halls of a labyrinth where some things may seem familiar, while others may appear quite strange. This is an unstable environment with an amorphous geometry. Today you may cast your gaze upon the coherent and systematic writings of a social analyst… tomorrow you may fall through the floor of that coherence and find yourself creating your own rationalizations for what you have landed in.
This space is wretched insofar as it is inconsiderate and unreliable. It admittedly has little concern for transparency and depending on your character, its abysmal saturation may cause headaches, heart burn, and enuresis. But if you are bored with the monotony of user-friendly, easily placed, and ergonomically fascist spaces… such a wretched place may suit you well. Please don’t worry about leaving a mess on your way out. Your remnants can only add to this delightful cacophony we have here.
- The Wretched Phantasm

What in the fuck are you?
I already told you, a wretched phantasm… duh!