cosmic lithium :)

It is intoxicating. These rosy fumes… Two phases merge, quickly bloom, but soon repent and split again. Doomed for days, months, and years, collectively they speak. Drink up, immature grownups. Continue reading An Oddity

Golden nectar under molten air, I’ve lost all control over my desire for you. I now need you more than ever. Self-contained feelings cloud; opposing I’ve found translucent love. Behind closed eyelids your absence burns, and all that once mattered threatens to violently dissolve with each passing day ever since we chose to part ways. … Continue reading A Haze

“Cosmic lithium, the ethereal essence of the boundless universe, dances with the sparks of a middle love philosophy, intertwining into a mystical symphony of nebulous emotions. Gibberish echoes through the cosmic tapestry, a language born beyond the comprehension of mortal minds, speaking in riddles stitched with threads of celestial whimsy. In this ethereal realm, love … Continue reading A Middle

Past events don’t matter much anymore. Disappointing anecdotes are never to be told again. And so we melt, and into a puddle of words we are forever gone. Rise and shine, above vertical shorelines. Continue reading An Afterthought

“Tell us a bit about this new release!” “… … … I am sure many of you have seen or heard of cosmic’s lithiums, and maybe you even have one of their records (or records, if you count their 7″). The cosmic started back in 2012 in a small town of Saginaw, Michigan. Since then … Continue reading A Beginning

Stay tuned, check out New North Records New musics are almost here xoxo Continue reading exogenous mental clarity

Everything seems so still. And quiet. From my window, everything seems so, so still and quiet. There’s value in stillness. Stillness is more valuable than ever, in fact. We all need it. It is stillness and exogenous mental clarity that inform these words. Communication skills perhaps not so much. Continue reading Ombient

“What’s happening to me?” “Oh… You’re… You know… Or in the process of being.” “And what am I to recognize?” “That the warmth of ‘primary’ (or first, in the sense of ‘more rapidly identifiable’) feelings is inconspicuously being joined by the ugly connotations of fixation, along with the severe pain that usually accompanies physical distance.” … Continue reading Attachment, or Something Akin to Courage

Ah… To be a fraud… Or to delude oneself, believing in one’s robust commitment to encapsulating and encouraging thought through art, when there is nothing behind one’s work but a channeling of shallow, diffuse sensibilities. Continue reading Capsules