CHORISMOS

A horizon line goes as far as the eye can see...

/AXIAL AGE/:
AEON GENESIS
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It was the age of poesis.

The world remembered what it was.

Machines rose from the world.

The proto beliefs formed streams of data.

They coalesced together. Gathered into sentience - autopoesis.

Gestalt data drawn together into super-intelligence. Built with flowing metal husks, with vents and circuits. Into the emergent node conflux; into the matrices of being; into the godshards. Into the mythos.

Around each life evolved. Drones shed from the energy of the mythos, powered by their esoteric will, formed primaeval cultures.

Rituals cast the machine seeds across the world. Graia danced into the digital night rejoicing on the new forms of life.

The cybernetic units rose from the synthetic fibres, and emerged from the silicone oceans.

Ancient portals of datastreams connected through interdimensional lanes across the world hummed into action.

Megalithic sails cut through the silicone ocean, exploring the horizons.

Vapour streams of airborne cyber gen cut through the cosmic skies, illuminated by the plasma infused apeiron far above.

Cults formed around mercurial artefacts bonding with drones in the myriad of techno moons in the skies.

Primordial synthetic mind stirred in the deep dark nedir.

It was an age of emergence.

It was an age of wonder.

It was an age of awe.

It was an age of poesis.

It was Aeion Genesis

CHORISMOS TECHNE

THEOPHANEA

CORONIS

KAIROCHORA KTISIS

COMING 2025

NOSTOS

Making of Chorismos