Oppositions do not exist, for they are merely refractions of interlaced spectrums, reverberating the echoes of our silent frequencies. We...

We are the structures, bellowing the blows of an ever eroding wind. A blast of photons etching into space and time the outline of us,...

Pro Pha See Prophasee Prophecy Why are you cold? Why are you hungry? Fovea, were you not born upside down into an inverted sphere, and...

Sophia, phemale magician; You have triumphed yet again over those falling stars... They have plunged into a see of red, from sea to...

Alas we come across two paths of darkness... One is an illusionary darkness of shadows and the other, true darkness, the real darkness. ...

If you want to understand the material world for what it is, for what it was and for what it will always be you must first understand...

What is this chemical affinity, this quintessence of the heart? Is it love or is it fear, the mechanical mixture of extropy?

Mother Sophia, hear my call for there are sounds yet to be heard. I have climbed the highest of mountains, I have crawled the lowest of...

My will. My god given right, my regeneration. O how wonderful it feels, the rain against my face, eroding away every culmination of my...