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My time on Earth

My time on Earth
has been tiring.

In some moments
I’m unaware
if I am living
or an apparition.

I feel more alien
lately
than human.

I spend my time
observing
rather than
interacting
with humanity.

We are not the same.

We are from opposite
solar systems.

Mirror images.

We look the same
but within me
I feel
inherently different.

I don’t always understand
their language
nor their preoccupations
with congenial living.

Or the need
to fill their worlds
with so many
competing sounds.

I process differently.
Irrationally.
Constantly.

Burning a fuel
that I feel
I am running out of.

Fuel to power
the disguise.
To keep the mask
in place.

To blend.
To belong.

Like a chameleon
cold-blooded,
searching
for a place
to warm itself.

Somewhere
I can hide.
Observe.
Recharge.

Exist.

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Arrival at the Black Rock

The black soil,
Ice cold to the touch.

With hands plunged within,
The earth pulsates
To a rhythmic heartbeat
That surges through
The senses.

Thump.
Thump.
Thump.

Closed eyes
Begin to weep
As something ancient
Stirs beneath the surface.

Below,
A cosmic entity
Slumbers.
Above,
The sky is
An inky black starfield.
All sound is muted.

The cold air
Bites at the skin
As the ground continues
Its rhythmic heartbeat.

Thump.
Thump.
Thump.

The rock lives.
The stone breathes.
And this asteroid
Continues its journey
Through endless time,
Across the expanse
Of space.

A relic.
A prison.
A living tomb.

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Come on a journey with me

I’m very pleased to announce the release of my new ambient electronic album, Nova Centauri, now available on Bandcamp and soon to appear on all major music platforms.

Listen to Nova Centauri on Bandcamp


Created as a sonic companion to my short story Nova Centauri, the album is a journey into the deep expanses of space, a place of vast distances, strange silence and unimaginable darkness.

Built around electronic drones, echoes, slowly evolving textures and interstellar atmospheres, the music is deliberately meditative and immersive. Rather than a collection of conventional songs, Nova Centauri is intended to unfold as one continuous experience.

Put on your headphones, sit back, close your eyes and leave the world behind for 36 minutes.

Drift beyond the familiar.

Into the darkness.

Into the silence.

Into Nova Centauri.

Now available on Bandcamp.
Listen / Purchase / Explore the album

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Nova Centauri
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Nova Centauri – Part IV: The Last Warden

The great doors were closed.
John knew it now.
Sealed.
Not forever.
But until another warden came.

He drifted toward the place where the entrance lay beyond the stone.
There was no seam.
No mechanism.
No handle.
No ancient control hidden within the walls.
The doors were never meant to open from this side.

They had opened once.
For him.
And that was all.
John turned back toward the chamber.

The creature moved somewhere below.
He could hear it.
Not breathing.
Not quite.
A deep vibration passed through the stone,
as though the asteroid itself had become its body.

Read the full story here
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Nova Centauri: Beyond the Doors of Space

The doors closed behind him.

Not with a slam,
But with a sound so deep
It seemed to pass through the stone
And into his bones.

John Vilkas turned.

The great doors
Had disappeared into darkness,
Their enormous surfaces
Meeting with ancient precision.

And then,
Nothing.
No stars.
No distant asteroid field.

No pale reflection
Of his own visor.
Only darkness.
Complete and absolute.

The kind of darkness
That seemed older
Than space itself.

John waited.

His breathing
Echoed inside his helmet.

Slow.
Measured.
Human.

He raised his hand
And watched the faint instruments
Upon his glove.

The tether line
Stretched behind him,
Trapped within the closing doors.

He pulled.
Nothing.
Again.
Still nothing.

He released it.
There was no going back.

His eyes slowly adjusted.
Or perhaps
The darkness was simply
Allowing him to see.

Ahead of him lay
A narrow cavern.
A path,
A wound,
Descending into the asteroid.

Read the full story here

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Nova Centauri: Part One Exit Earth

The time had come.

Sleep had abandoned John Vilkas
Long before the journey began,
Hovering at the edge of consciousness
Like a distant planet
He could no longer reach.

But now,
Strapped within the capsule,
Beneath the cold glow of instruments,
He felt the old life loosening its grip.

A lifetime of illness.
A lifetime of worry.
A lifetime beneath the weight
Of a world that had forgotten
How to be kind and decent.

All of it would soon remain below.

Read the full story here

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Nova Centauri

I have embarked upon a new world building experiment called Nova Centauri. The storyline will follow the journey of lone cosmonaut John Vilkas.

Sickened by a world consumed by war, hatred and division, the cosmonaut boards a Personal Interplanetary Transport and leaves Earth behind, carrying with him little more than the hope of finding peace among the stars.

His destination is a safe location in space to view the remnants of Nova Centauri 2013, a distant stellar cluster that promises something the world below could never give him: silence.

Placed into stasis, Vilkas begins the long journey through the darkness of space. His sleep carries him through vivid dreams and terrible nightmares, while his solitary craft hurtles onward toward the distant stars. But when John awakens, his journey begins to take unexpected turns.

I am using this storyline to push myself further in a dark sci-fi direction, one of my favourite genres. Along the way I hope to include more cosmic horror, some typical doom and gloom and perhaps weave some Lovecraftian influenced elements which I’m excited to explore. ‘Part One Exit Earth’ will appear shortly.

I hope you enjoy the read.

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Casting Shadows

Evolution is being witnessed by the blind,
We are transforming, digitising our souls,
We cast shadows without any light,
Told answers to questions we never learned,
We are the child holding a gun to our heads,
Unable to differentiate toy from weapon.

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Andromeda Dreaming

She came to me through starlight,
Through immaculate dancing violet light,
I still see her eyes when I close mine,
I feel the warmth of her embrace,
Her heart is a great constellation of stars,
Her lifeforce shines across the galaxy,
Tonight, I will close my eyes and dream,
Of my beautiful Andromeda.



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Cybernaughts

We are hardwired to provide maximum resolution,
Once there were eyes, now cameras are the solution,
Life means desperation for the technologically devout,
The sky outside remains dark ever since the blackout,
The landscape is rain soaked where the buildings stand tall,
Here, where we were nearly wiped out by a nuclear war,
So many missiles, unchecked AI sub routines fired those,
Using cold machine logic to destroy unknown human foes,
So, this is our world now unhappily ever after,
Where eyes keep recording and headsets transmit data,
The wealthy moved off world, and the poor were displaced,
Desperate people become cybernaughts, lost in digital space.

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