"... this song perfectly simulates what a psychotic breakdown feels like. It's this odd juxtaposition of cottony warmth and unrelenting cold that makes you feel simultaneously separate from and immersed in your humanity. It feels (at least to me) like a heavy silence is forcing it's way down your throat and into your lungs but also outward on every breath, piercing your ears and leaving no room for thought or sympathy. It's in a way very much akin to the last moments preceding death or at the very least, a close call with the aforementioned void. At the end you feel changed; though everything remains the same. The world keeps turning, life moves on and so will you one way or another."

"What force of nature could fling effortlessly the entire infinite cosmos into perfect whirling beauty and harmony? What majesty could make our very atoms appear as tho mighty mountains of thermonuclear solar plasma activity which once was altogether entirely overlooked as merely our original flesh's inner illuminocity? What power beyond power could so simply accomplish all this only to catch us thusly, yet also allow us the space to find ourselves among our own limitations as we stumbled and fell within our own outer godlike glowing and glistening reflectivity? Who could do such things simply to fulfill every bit of our childlike curiosity and greed. What power, what love? What kind of Father hath thee? What kind of child therefore are ye?"

"The only good thing about this game is that it lets you know exactly how much of your time you're wasting. It constantly reminds you of the inexorable, grinding millstone that is time, slowly destroying everything that is or ever will be." ~ arch

"D𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗁 𝗂𝗌 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝗅𝗈𝗌𝗌 𝗂𝗇 𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗅𝗂𝖿𝖾𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾. T𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝗅𝗈𝗌𝗌 𝗂𝗌 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖽𝗂𝖾𝗌 𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖾 𝗐𝖾 𝗅𝗂𝗏𝖾."