Walking through a new world with a new perspective; everything is a circuit; everything is infinite and electronic. Artificial things and natural things are the same.

Why. Why? Why! Why- why... why, why, why; "(why)" are we here? Also, abstract eye progression: o.o 0,o 0)0 p]R 9|9 818 111

Dear society, Here, in my seclusion - my isolation - I've come upon a pattern in time and history that we had not previously seen. You need not be concerned about whether or not I've gone crazy, it won't matter soon because you'll understand…

written and recorded by tim ho and Daniel Horrell 2009

written and recorded by Daniel Horrell 2009

Written and recorded by Daniel Horrell and Demallion 2007

my slow steady breath buried like death beneath the song's vibrations and inspirations away from all this place and my shoelace a sea parts in my path i see all none, only black cloaked wrath yet in this skyless night gleams down through…

my slow steady breath buried like death beneath the song's vibrations and inspirations away from all this place and my shoelace a sea parts in my path i see all none, only black cloaked wrath yet in this skyless night gleams down…

stuck in this brief eternal moment a looped film almost noticeable against a quick, slicing glare on a window reenacting the preserved outline of a robot’s unnecessary duty proficient mechanized work whore