Voice
How long had I gone without knowing my own ?
Rush
I traveled to a small town just outside the city. Trains and buses all in a hurry. It’s just how things are… places to be, things to make, people to become…
By the time I arrived, the river didn’t seem to care much. It rushed at it’s own pace, had nowhere to be, just roared quietly under the overpass…
Anyway, I sat there and took it in for a second before reversing the whole sequence of trains and buses - got places to be y’know?
Above / Below
“Somedays, it’s like the world wants to come down over my head. Others, it’s like I can lift the earth. On the best days, I find balance somewhere in between”
“That’s just how the manic oscillations work, they’re built into the instruments. Chaos resonators are necessary for any signal processor, I just haven’t figured out how to keep them tuned yet” - Signal
DENOISE PROCEDURES
“...But you know ? Occasionally you meet another Synthesizer who, through being themselves, teaches you to remember who you are...”
“I once met one who reminded me how to execute my own denoising routines- he just happened to follow a very similar calibration procedure himself...”
STAR CALIBRATION
Did you see it ?
Were you awake ?
Did you let the light in ?
Let it remind you that it’s source is also yours.
Remember Signal, you've felt alive more than once.
Synthetic Light
“There’s something about the fucking light in this town. Its always the same - loud and pulsating, synthetic to the damn core… tireless…” - Amp
Monochrome Visions
Memories I almost never made of an island a world away.
Shining idyllically. Surreal. Frozen
A place which, if I did indeed see, lent me peace for a quiet day
May we meet again in another dream
Simple Pursuits
One of my best friends in his element. Reminding me that sometimes the simplest pursuits in life are the most rewarding.