FOREWORD
Τρίτη, 25 Μάρτιος 2008

There are signs. Are they fake?
The universe is undressed in front of us. The codes are half broken and when they are broken they will be no longer codes.
In the end of all are numbers.
"he tried to enter the secrets of cosmos and break the barriers that surrounded him: the black holes, the stopping of time, the giant gravity, the possible journey through wormholes. But when he managed it, he understood. There is no meaning; there is no end when you overcome such boarders."
"She already knew it. She had discovered them all and was in the end of her bizarre black journey: she was just a character in a game, a role. Somewhere in a distant planet, approaching earth year 107829 Naturnalius and Scathor, sons of Gathern were playing a game in their extra modern personal computer. Naturnalius had chosen her body structure. He had preferred to make her blond spare tall and beautiful.Scathor was the one that had chosen her mental abilities. She was highly intelligent though naive and dark thoughts invaded her mind from time to time."|
The magic word is one.
But none knows it.
“I know, sister Mary”

Haris (!-?:)



Sworn to the morning star we innovate and expand the frontiers of aural experiences. Conceived through quantum jumps and solar storms we travel to an unknown but yet always familiar destination guided by the aura of star gods who dwell amongst the planets and star systems. Raised in a fretful planet,disapointed and fed up again we turn to our mother CHAOS the terminus ad quem of all,in the state of lifeless matter in which lies absolute freedom.Pure consciousness without the drawbacks of the mortal shell.

Bizarre Transcendence
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Semen Astrorum