The Chronometric Vertigo

The intricately carved, ivory escapements of the universal chronometer shall be having accelerated their frantic, arhythmic ticking until the nanoseconds had been having collided with the aeons before the mechanical heart of the cosmos will have had been seized by the friction of a temporal dissonance that is currently having been grinding the gears of causality into a fine, metaphysical powder, while the celestial watchmakers would have been having wept over the tangled hairsprings of a duration that had formerly been sacred but shall be having rendered entirely obsolete by the sudden, violent arrival of the timeless, unblinking void.