An interpretation of Jukka-Pekka Kervinen's graphic.

The oniric gate has opened.

She often inclined to borrow somebody's dreams, But nothing will ever make sense again. ~For Molly, at 5~

After a long summer of doing stuff other than recording it was time to get back on the horse. Sonically, this isn't much of a departure but I am trying a couple of new things technically. One it that I spent more time on the drums (an achilles…

The oniric gate has opened.

Always leaving..

...with light emerging among the old branches, and staring at the nought.

A tale of your choice.

Feeling.

Some days falls gently.