
"Rising,
higher, reaching , the air within, searching for the air above. A bubble
of space. All around was water, and within was light. A flame that
reached out to break the inevitable."
(The Illumination; Tales Of Is - Volume 1)
The sound of SpAcMo is an ancient sense of our primeval heritage. It existed perhaps before the flame first exploded.
It is the whispering breeze and the rustling trees on a still and desolate night; it is the distant bestial calls beyond your minds eyes; it is the screech that awakens you in the night. It is the theme of a nature marching blindly to destruction; the Great Machine plowing through a wasteland of shattered hopes and dreams. It has always been, but now the sombre tones are illuminated, focused and are determined to find a vulnerable head to haunt.
Every fantastic monster from our children’s tales, our carnal fears, the illogical paranoia’s that mystify and terrify. All is eternally preserved and concentrated ...
WELCOME TO "WHAT IS"
WELCOME TO SpAcMo


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