Even Void Isn't Completely Empty - But It Sure Feels That Way.

My grandmother used to cook 'pastiche' for supper, which was basically all the leftovers that she wanted to use up. It all went in the pan. The name seems applicable here, since I just kept throwing musical spaghetti at the ceiling until something…

Awash in cold glow Of the Neon Light Moving Too Slow To View the Dilute Skyline Of a city that now feels like a tomb The few that are left have checked out of the room these streetways may've seen better days…

Even Void Isn't Completely Empty - But It Sure Feels That Way.

If one seed fails to take root, there are infinite more chances.

An analog sun gleams over the digital city, illuminating all its glitchy, imperfect bits and bytes.

Awash in cold glow Of the Neon Light Moving Too Slow To View the Dilute Skyline Of a city that now feels like a tomb The few that are left have checked out of the room these streetways may've seen better days…

the vacant city deconstructing itself around me soulless NPCs stroll self-same trajectories eyes vacant gaze long since died dead reveries no thoughts remain inside --- Freesound Sample Used: 250270__niedec__11-minutes-of-city-sounds…

I woke up from this sleep as somebody else like a puppet pulling on my own strings Orbiting around my very head Alive? Undead? What does it matter? We invite you in To our humble abode We invite you in out from the cold We invite…