The anima mundi (Greek: ψυχὴ κόσμου, psychè kósmou) or world soul is, according to several systems of thought, an intrinsic connection between all living beings, which relates to the world in much the same way as the soul is connected to the human body.

"Por tanto, es de resaltar que: este mundo es, de hecho, un ser viviente dotado con alma e inteligencia. Una entidad única y tangible que contiene, a su vez, a todos los seres vivientes del universo, los cuales por naturaleza propia están todos interconectados."
-Platón, Timeo 29, 30

Anima Mundi

Sorgin

Ritual 09: Infinity Void

"Ha caído, ha caído la gran Babilonia, y se ha hecho habitación de demonios y guarida de todo espíritu inmundo, y albergue de toda ave inmunda y aborrecible. Porque todas las naciones han bebido del vino(...)
Los mercaderes de estas cosas, que se han enriquecido a costa de ella, se pararán lejos por el temor de su tormento, llorando y lamentando, y diciendo: ¡Ay, ay, de la gran ciudad, que estaba vestida de lino fino, de púrpura y de escarlata, y estaba adornada de oro, de piedras preciosas y de perlas! Porque en una hora han sido consumidas tantas riquezas. (...) y viendo el humo de su incendio, dieron voces, diciendo: ¿Qué ciudad era semejante a esta gran ciudad? (...)
¡Ay, ay de la gran ciudad, en la cual todos los que tenían naves en el mar se habían enriquecido de sus riquezas; pues en una hora ha sido desolada!
Y un ángel poderoso tomó una piedra, como una gran piedra de molino, y la arrojó en el mar, diciendo: Con el mismo ímpetu será derribada Babilonia, la gran ciudad, y nunca más será hallada.
Y voz de arpistas, de músicos, de flautistas y de trompeteros no se oirá más en ti."

-Apocalipsis
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"Babylon the great is fallen, is fallen, and is become the habitation of devils, and the hold of every foul spirit, and a cage of every unclean and hateful bird. For all nations have drunk of the wine (...).
The merchants of these things, who have grown rich at her expense, shall stand afar off for fear of her torment, weeping and wailing, and saying, Woe, woe, that great city, which was clothed in fine linen, purple, and scarlet, and decked with gold, and precious stones, and pearls! For in one hour so much riches were consumed (...) and when they saw the smoke of her burning, they cried out, saying, What city was like this great city? (...)
Woe, woe to the great city, in which all those who had ships in the sea had become rich in their wealth; for in one hour it has been desolate!
And a mighty angel took up a stone, as it were a great millstone, and cast it into the sea, saying, With the same mighty power shall Babylon the great city be thrown down, and shall be found no more.
And the voice of harpers and players and pipers and trumpeters shall be heard no more in you."

-Apocalipsis

Ritual 10: Al-Malhama Al-Kubra (الملحمة الكبرى)

Excerpt from the Book of Restoration, Volume VI: Chronicles of the Heart of Umbraqua
Year 3489, after the Fall of the Nephesh Reactor

I. The Steam-Raisers
*"When the last sweet stream dried up in the basins of the world, humanity did not look to the sky for water—it stared into the abyss, and the abyss stared back. It was then that the Threshold Scientists—half theologians, half engineers—constructed the Nephesh, the Reactor of Temporal Inversion, in the hollow heart of what was once Antarctica. The region came to be known as Umbraqua: the place where time drips.

Its core was forged from fractal gold and frozen boson crystal, and its purpose was simple yet monstrous: to open a channel to fertile futures, slicing through the timeline beyond the age of the Great Drought, and to draw water through the tear.

The Nephesh operated by inducing controlled interactions between axions and dark matter within a cage of broken symmetry. When these particles collided under conditions of induced gravitational vacuum, they generated a supersymmetric micro-vortex—a point where the laws of time reversed, and energy behaved as negative mass. Through this node—a rift of quintaflux—the reactor captured the physical state of water in possible futures and transmuted it into the present.

Theologians called it the Dissonant Gate, for the hum it emitted during operation—a dissonant hum, yet strangely pleasing. And it brought rain, indeed. For the first nine years, rivers reappeared like veins beneath the scorched earth, and the world began to flicker blue once more in the orbits of satellites."*

II. Time That Drips Backward
*"With the reactor stabilized, humanity celebrated its Second Age of Water. The Nephesh pulsed future-liters through its subchronic chamber, filtering time as though it were a dense fluid. The seasons shifted. Moss returned to the walls, oxygen to the lungs, plants to the rooftops. Even extinct species crossed the vortex as dormant spores, activated by the portal’s graviton field.

But everything taken causes imbalance. The timeline of the future began to collapse. Echoes appeared: inverted human shadows walking backward through freshly born valleys. The reactor no longer extracted just water, but footprints, memories, entire structures. Cities were besieged by temporal reflections, and in every puddle of rain, one could glimpse a sky from another epoch.

It was the year the Nephesh began to whisper—in inhuman frequencies."*

III. The Wound and the Vortex
*"The explosion was nonlinear. There was no sound—only an implosion of causality. The reactor collapsed inward and then... remained. Suspended. As if refusing to obey the laws that had birthed it. A vortex emerged without name: not water, not light, not time. A new essence.

Where desolation should have lingered, the world began to green of its own accord. The vortex stood still, like an eye fixed in the earthly firmament, exhaling life. It was not water from the future—it was life beyond time. Ageless moss. Roots growing backward and forward. Beasts without ancestry. Each continent began to give birth to jungles where only dust had been, and the machines could no longer interpret the climate.

Today, generations later, we call this phenomenon the Dissonant Gate. We no longer touch it. We no longer understand it. We only know that it is there—latent. Whispering. That all which was dead now lives, and all that lives is being remade. Earth, against all odds, has forgiven itself."

Dissonant Gate

Track by @acidwarlock

From The Ritual 01: Sadness

Acid Warlock//Cities are Necrosystems (𝔗ℜ01:𝔖𝔇𝔑𝔖)

PISKAS///LIVE EXTRACT

Nakkore//Black Blinkers (𝔗ℜ02:𝔄𝔑𝔊ℜ)

Ciklo//HEMPTI (𝔗ℜ01:𝔖𝔇𝔑𝔖)

NKH NTH//Cursed Dissonances Tribute Mix

Track by: @joan-galvez

Released by Cursed Dissonances

G.L.V.Z.//La Danza Del Moai (𝔗ℜ03:ℭ𝔑𝔉𝔖ℑ𝔑)

The End is Night//Noches de Dos Dias (TR04)

Abex//Curses and Spells (TR04)

Acidosis//Cognitive Distortion (TR05)

Madware (@madware23) x Kasker(@kasker)//Black Wards (Analog Live Set)

Piskas - Phoenix Loop (Live Extract)

C̶͍̈u̸̺̅r̷̫͗s̴̝̑e̸̜̋d̴̥̓ ̵̨͂P̴̝̽a̷͉͑r̸͇͠t̴̤̊ý̴͜ ̸̻̄V̷̼̌o̴͉̿ḽ̵̾.̶̤̓Ȋ̷̻//Moldetek VS Ciklo

C̶͍̈u̸̺̅r̷̫͗s̴̝̑e̸̜̋d̴̥̓ ̵̨͂P̴̝̽a̷͉͑r̸͇͠t̴̤̊ý̴͜ ̸̻̄V̷̼̌o̴͉̿ḽ̵̾.̶̤̓Ȋ̷̻//Abex

C̶͍̈u̸̺̅r̷̫͗s̴̝̑e̸̜̋d̴̥̓ ̵̨͂P̴̝̽a̷͉͑r̸͇͠t̴̤̊ý̴͜ ̸̻̄V̷̼̌o̴͉̿ḽ̵̾.̶̤̓Ȋ̷̻//Piskas

Moldetek//Backwards

Jotut x Nakkore x Abex // Anima Mundi // (Anima Mundi Ep)

Nakkore - Putredo ♑︎

Jotut - Divine Correspondence

Abex - Arkanik Archetypes

"En los bosques sombríos de Navarra, se alza la figura ominosa de Akerbeltz. Cada paso suyo resuena como un eco de tiempos olvidados, recordando rituales paganos y cultos prohibidos. Es el guardián de los límites entre la realidad y la pesadilla, un ser cuyo dominio oscuro desafía las leyes de la naturaleza y la cordura humana. En su presencia, la luz se desvanece y los susurros del viento se convierten en lamentos de almas perdidas."

Segundo track del EP Sorgin (Cursed Dissonances)
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Artistas:
https://soundcloud.com/abelfree23
@Jotut

Master:
@ciklo big boss

170 BPM

Akerbeltz

Jotut & Abex - Akerbeltz [Sorgin]

"En la penumbra de los bosques vascos, donde las sombras se entrelazan con los árboles centenarios, se yergue la figura ominosa de Tartalo. Su piel rugosa refleja siglos de secretos oscuros, mientras que sus ojos, dos abismos sin fondo, destilan un aura de malicia ancestral. Cada paso de Tartalo es un eco que resuena en la oscuridad, anunciando su presencia a aquellos que se aventuran en su reino de sombras."

primer track del EP Sorgin (Cursed Dissonances)
@Cursed_dissonances

Artistas:
@Abex
@Jotut

150BPM

Jotut & Abex - Tartalo [Sorgin]

Infinity Void

2AGR3 x GLVZ - Big Freeze

2AGR3 x GLVZ - Unnatural Disaster

2AGR3 x GLVZ - Human Being

2AGR3 x GLVZ - Corruption Times

Acid Warlock - War is a business (Outro)

Acid Warlock x Jotut - Temple of Uruk

Kasker x Acid Warlock - Betrayal

Acid Warlock - Casus Belli (Intro)

Aftermath

Dark Times

Dead Transistors

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