Enduring a Sisyphean struggle to attain ascension.

Enduring a Sisyphean struggle to attain ascension.
Exploring beautiful nebulas, exploding quasars, and distant galaxy swirls.
Commands from beyond.
An enrapturing sojourn through polluted skies.
Transcendental hypnosis.
Succinct reviews of some cybergrind, harsh noise/industrial, and hardcore-infused death metal.
“Strange is the night where black stars rise,
And strange moons circle through the skies
But stranger still is
Lost Carcosa.”
Peering behind the veil of loss.
A cold yet bewitching adventure. Do not expect to come out of it unscathed.
An uncanny mosaic of emotions from a glacial dreamworld.
From the blackest umbrages of despondent landscapes long forgotten.
Grab your space suits and prepare your cryo-dried coffee.