CLOSE THE WORLD... OPEN THE NEXT.

-== COMMUNIQUE OF TANIMURA MIDNIGHT ==--

CYBERNETIC KOLLEKTIF NORDEUROP TRANS-ZIBERIA NEO-TOKYO

 

2016

私たちは、ない星だった星空の下で暗い通りを歩きました。瞬いは現在、ありとあらゆる3次元空間に蛇行企業の巨大な超構造でした。私たちは常にこの街で起こった暗いお取引は、まだ我々はそのもつれから無料で滞在見て。一緒に私たちは、これらは過去のを私たちに警告したものを超越することができます。私は手を差し伸べ、あなたの肌を感じることができたように、あなたの仮想投影を感じました。シミュレータはバチバチと構築物が崩れ始めたとして静的が登場しました。光はバックのみの瞬間のように感じている何のために来て...しかし、私は再び戻って行くだろう。

2015

Returned after starting something in 2013 — the spark struck and purple flames emitted from my eye sockets — now alone. My mind was like cables going to a million tiny machines seeing time as a drapery fluttering around. Creativity and its paths allowing anything and everything to happen. Some creations were evoked in secret or behind closed doors in a haze of smoke and ash. Nevertheless the slow burn had its way and Midnight could never fade. Odd occurences and the sound ended up on a piece of digital ultraviolence converted into a live-action short. It all made sense as new brethren came into the fold of the cartel Columbia Swedish.

2009

Made our first foray into the world. The neon lights glistening off the drinking glass' condensation. 2AM Sapporo in the city of governance and silent corruption. There was joy even when accepting the location. NA was there for this time —  then once the wires frayed there was a long pause. I will never forget those moments of creative bliss and yes, the sound document has kept it alive. Crystal cities. Empty corridors. Conglomerate ghosts.