Once only I had the feeling that He existed. I had been playing with matches and had burnt a mat; I was busy covering up my crime when suddenly God saw me. I felt His gaze inside my head and on my hands; I turned round and round in the bathroom, horribly visible, a living target. I was saved by indignation: I grew angry at such a crude lack of tact, and blasphemed, muttering like my grandfather: 'Sacré nom de Dieu de nom de Dieu de nom de Dieu.' 
He never looked at me again.

A whole man, made of all men, worth all of them, and any one of them worth him

Noticed a little too late the levels were in need of adjusting.
Taken the vocal melody basic notes and made a little noise with it.

People Are Strange (Doors Cover)

Dusk is falling, the first lights are going on in the town. Good Lord, how natural the town looks in spite of all its geometric patterns, how crushed by the evening it seems. It's so... so obvious from here; is it possible that I should be the only one to see it? Is there nowhere another Cassandra on the top of a hill, looking down at a town engulfed in the depths of Nature? But what does it matter to me? What could I possibly tell her?

Dystopian Future - Pt. 1

cathartic

listen on headphones

embrace the noise

i hear voices

(coming along soon)

Cough

23-11-12 Evening - approximately 7-8pm

due to track length and file sizes I had to record this at half the bitrate it really deserved.




Spoils & Entrails

I'm going to bed. I'm cured, and I'm going to give up writing down my impressions, like a little girl, in a nice new notebook.
There's only one case in which it might be interesting to keep a diary: that would be if

Monday, 29 January 1932

Something has happened to me: I can't doubt that any more. It came as an illness does, not like an ordinary certainty, not like anything obvious. It installed itself cunningly, little by little; I felt a little strange, a little awkward, and that was all. Once it was established, it didn't move any more, it lay low and I was able to persuade myself that there was nothing wrong with me, that it was a false alarm. And now it has started blossoming.

Dystopian Future - Pt. 2

Lo-fidelity bedroom dronegazing...

There is a new page for E...L uploads as this one is full.

Echoes ... Leytonstone

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