we are alone in our apartment and can't keep the walls at arms reach. we remember the outline of ancient structures in the dark, and we push trough, leaving our flesh where it lies. without thought we move toward the warmth, a bonfire in the night, lit by a stranger for a stranger. we mix with them and many more, and they give us a path to us, to each other. and we find ourselves there, in the middle of the galaxy, and there we fall asleep.
EMPTINESS FEEDBACK occurs when you've passed through a misguided attempt at getting some sleep,,, waking up in the pre-AMs feeling all hollow, opening the curtains, the windows, letting the mist roll in onto your feet and in your nose. Only the most dim lights will do, if any, your sense of self dissolving slightly and getting caught in the airflow, licking the surfaces of your living space. It all looks dormant, but when you touch it like this it feels somewhat like it's blooming, without you, with colors too weird and delicate to be seen in daylight.
PLATON CORE is a theoretical genre, powered by the tension between our world and a perfect one. There where the distance is the shortest we mix our tendrils and leaky phenomena, and in a temporary meinongs jungle create creatures with the best of both worlds, dying the next moment when our vaporuos attention shifts.
This EP is created while autumn eased in and i didn't notice.