Epochs & Orbits

[Your consciousness hangs suspended in solar wind and swept into timeless, unknown space, touched by the breadth of the cosmos.] .IX. | of course. .con|sider this. card calling. intro|duction is a late|r scene. a mess|age, but for now… a w.or.d [An…

[Your consciousness whips through roiling turbulence, curved like a bowed limb around a terrifying well of gravitational hunger. You cascade across the rim of a great eye. It gazes through slicing ammonia rime and blinding gaseous convection. To sight you:…

[Your consciousness reels in tidal-hemispheric lock, splitting your thoughts into polar extremes.] A radioactive siren song beckons you. [You stand in the Corridors of Time.] I am the first I. I of IX. Only a speck against a magnitude, but given form in…

[You are nothing, less than nothing. Nothing is known, and you are not yet known.] long awaited + long to wait + I am coined duality + I am VII [Consciousness bathes in azure tinged electricity hitting filament. Distant, warm whispers lick crystalline…

[Your consciousness chokes in sweltering pressure. Sulfuric wash corrodes divots into your gray matter. The overflow runs psychedelic canyons down your skull, opening your mind.] Greetings from II – with tidings – of undisclosed motivation of your…

[Consciousness is drawn out across great, isolating wastes. Expanses of solitary silence—broken only by sentient heartbeats, so distant from the bleak cold.] introduction = VIII stillness without = discovery within [It is empty. Out in the distance…

[Consciousness expresses omnidirectionally, through the layers of existence that settle like undisturbed dust. Each expression ever-present, in time with each other. Distinct together, as fingers on a hand.] NINE, SINCE CRUST MANTLED CORE AND TIME BLOOMED…

[Consciousness flows between glistening rings and an Ascendant mirror that reflects captured notion as caricatured nature. You are drawn down into an Ascendant well, ravenously gulping negative pressure into a supranormal maw, more gluttonous than any…

[Consciousness drifts in ever-uninhabited space. A belt of disparate stone marking the divide.] [There was a point in the distant farther, when IX could have become X.] [Now, a stillborn heartbeat awaiting life unanswered…] [Drift, in an eternal cairn…