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The mind protects itself by hiding what it cannot yet bear to see. Trauma may become a locked room whose very door triggers fear. Denial, dissociation, and avoidance are not proof of hidden programming, but ways consciousness narrows around pain until, with safety, the forbidden room can be approached again.

In an instant, your anxiety turned into fear.

Every sacrifice needs an audience. In older ceremonies, the victim did more than die: one body was converted into communal relief, the crowd watched the exchange, and authority called the loss necessary. Modern systems rarely build stone altars,...

Strange to dream of you forever 
Even though I am wide awake

The internet has abolished one of heartbreak’s few mercies: absence. Distance once allowed an attachment to lose oxygen, but the person we cannot stop thinking about now remains permanently available behind glass: photographs...

Some artists move between genres as tourists, collecting a new set of surfaces with every release. Kontravoid moves differently. Across skeletal coldwave, heavy EBM, freestyle-informed electro, industrial club music, and dark pop, Cameron...

I never felt like this before
When you close your eyes, unlock the door
And I know you are right
When I look into your eyes
Oh, what happens next?
It never ends 

Every new love asks for an act of faith: someone has to turn the key first. Opening the heart after...