What happens when highbrow culture theorists thrust found sounds through a wood chipper? That would be the glitch 'n' bass sounds of Asymptote.

Always approaching, but never quite meeting. Infinitely. Every Man and Woman is a Star. A trajectory. The Music of the Spheres. Resonances. Play that funky music white boys. Maat and D Fli. Trying to bring that shit live from the third rock. The third eye (ajna). The Pink Beam. Channeled passages. Attempts at Hypersigils. Coded Language? Good intentions. Trying to keep it "real," as they say. But the universe is so large and intense. Simulation and Simulacra. Maya. Where is your center? Where does a body end? The GreatAnnihilator. The Empire Never Ended. But then you must be here now. and Truth is a Pathless Land. The wheel of time. but will we declare time as officially ended? We'll work on the other side of time. we'll also delve into the substrate. music is the weapon. lazer guided melodies. the greater wrong of the right. the write. techgnostic immediatists unite.