Night Horses Drawing Available for Bitcoin

Night Horses Pencil Drawing - P. Emerson Williams 2015 6"x9"
€40.00

The cover art for the Night Horses, a collection of supernatural horror stories from Nathan Neuharth. Mares of the night run wild through the land of Morpheus in the realm of forbidden apples.

Choronzon - Hyperstition

Watching the steel Madness of Rigorous dreams, we aspire to dissolve the reigning servant mind that had hitherto seemed to be our destiny. As great distribution predictions come to fruition in a sudden October they had us come at them, and out we spiraled from the panopticon in fast growing lines of flight. Now first struggles drink the lifeblood expressed from you by means of a promise of finer things. Notional souls entangle with will submerged in weakened entities. In escape, originating in the final instance. Intelligence division, The Artful construction, immaterial to ulterior disconnected drops discussing the open Earth and memory. Downriver from the group peculiar, eudaimonia problem, from stronger message was broken the substance angular aloofness assemblage. malodorous trod pontiff instrumentality occurrent in part where death-like is cognition with early natural language immortal ordered Mind. Unaware, joined in an imagined hell divinity interred fractional hysteric. assemblages correct antimony somewhere steel and ante-chamber dissolves subconscious.

The watched sky bleeds flames offering a day of reckoning below its dancing lights. An end of nations, city states shooting off tendrils of increasingly outsize dimensions. silos, risen hills, the great: The recitation as passion substance penetration. Archons of thought passage looking has a true fire making themselves as future. the shade has fractured under the pressure in a coiled patterned veneer. Howl in realization in a show that evinces a sacrifice to the territorial division record-keeper. weakness is seeded as fitting in attendance of what ignorant disease dissolves into dividuality. confession will hasten Experience When horsewhipped you retreat into dreams offering up Serpent modifications. Habitation connectedness, and in that secret hour Visual signal receivers grow to the minimalist sun shedding light on what remains. your occultation in effigy wakes from thawed Graves but mortal, inside space time and ignites revulsion. In that eternity get your Conflict books pulped here by a long Spiral sorrow tower moon must rage the denomination Processions confusion. these entities Listen at the shore and accept conception in a well, one lowborn shall be exalted and initiate a cosmic fracture!

underworld of the sphere symbol of time stood still
The myth character, the initiation of will
prophetic initiates attained the impossible fed on pulchritude
transcended initiatory procession of underworld. multitudes

peace and Power, The Logos, repositories illusion
the walls covered by symbolic Wormwood Tree creation.
divine state of dread with no terrestrial past, terrestrial path
through sacred inner pathway destruction blast

benevolent opposing Philosophy union oracles mechanic
being glittering impiety perpetual as the use of panic.

savage hope grows in the shadowy darkness
obsession of the sense sects decayed disconsolate

creatures moved pagan rider the worthy flight divisions
the seven uninitiated living balances of VISION
a fire loosened treats thus vanished the scarlet-colored fire
Ritual states of because over schizoid epopteia kills desire

released August 17, 2017

P Emerson Williams - I Am The Last Thing

http://digital.panicmachine.com/album/the-last-dream

https://play.spotify.com/album/1bN2Alw2fDc1IDri3LnNyT



The music that flows through P. Emerson Williams haunts his mind un til it can be given form, such as it is, like a transmission from the abyssic depths, just as the music transmits to Erich Zann. The guitar and voice arrangement grows tendrils and tentacles, being recorded in odd locations using subterranean reverberations and energies that flow thorugh the earth.



This EP is a weird tale scribbled and scrabbled feverishly im the last dimming light, echoes of the last shout, the last dream. Is this collection declaimed for human ears or the watchers, to record the tale in their eternal silence? That remains to be seen. This short collection of pieces came about in the cpourse of recording the piece Den Daude Spellemannen Spiller Fremdeles, which was written to open the set P. Emerson Williams played with Jarboe during DARK MOFO for an evening of music in Hobart, Australia that included JG Thirlwell and Chelsea Wolfe.



About P. Emerson Williams:



P. Emerson Williams is a multi-media artist delving in music, art, writing, and video. More people listen to the sounds of P. Emerson Williams every day than realize it, for much of it is embedded in extensive transmedia projects past and ongoing. A visionary artist and an illustrator, his work takes projects spanning physical and digital media, genres and modes of performance to strange realms.



"Given P. Emerson Williams extensive track record of cross-medium and genre art over the past thirty years, it is likely he will become an underground legend. This may have occurred already, yet given his reclusiveness, it’s unlikely he would notice." -James Curcio, author of Fallen Nation, Join My Cult and The Immanence of Myth



P. Emerson Williams is a Necrofuturist Highwire Artist – Dr. Hyatts Black Book Omega, The Original Falcon Press, 2009

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released October 19, 2016



P. Emerson Williams - Guitar, Vox

Video: P Emerson Williams - Alive (Fear Sleeps)

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Bringing together the acoustic guitar driven methodology of 2014's Luminous and his well-received ambient work, with Chapel Built Of Spines P. Emerson Williams uses the sounds of his voice, 12-string guitar and cello and modifies them into near kaleidoscopic diffusion. On the title track, the sedate atmosphere contains and gradually reveals the more ominous energies hidden beneath. Alive (Fear Sleeps) opens the gates and lets the gathering forces out. Then on the concluding track the listener is left unsheltered, open to the Vault Of Stars.




The tracks of Chapel Built Of Spines grew out of the process of creating visual work to illustrate the writing of some of today's most exciting authors of speculative fiction. There have been hints of narrative elements in all Williams' work from the start, and working with authors, publishers and magazines in the realm of horror, science fiction and speculative fiction has served to amplify this.




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About P. Emerson Williams:




P. Emerson Williams is a multi-media artist delving in music, art, writing, and video. More people listen to the sounds of P. Emerson Williams every day than realize it, for much of it is embedded in extensive transmedia projects past and ongoing. A visionary artist and an illustrator, his work takes projects spanning physical and digital media, genres and modes of performance to strange realms.




"Given P. Emerson Williams extensive track record of cross-medium and genre art over the past thirty years, it is likely he will become an underground legend. This may have occurred already, yet given his reclusiveness, it’s unlikely he would notice." -James Curcio, author of Fallen Nation, Join My Cult and The Immanence of Myth




P. Emerson Williams is a Necrofuturist Highwire Artist – Dr. Hyatts Black Book Omega, The Original Falcon Press, 2009




released September 1, 2015



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We Conclude The Year With Choronzonic Sonics

Little has been heard from the mighty Choronzon since ///Consummation//\\Metanoia\\\, their last full-length which was released in 2012. We've threaded thee Wyrm through services and systems and those who hath understanding could reckon the end of the slumber of the Beast...
Here's what will make your season chaotically festive:

Arcanum \är-ˈkā-nəm\ 1 : mysterious or specialized knowledge, language, or information accessible or possessed only by the initiate 2 : elixir 3 : secret 

Chao \ˈkā-ˌä\ 1 : complete confusion and disorder : a state in which behavior and events are not controlled by anything, a state of things in which chance is supreme; especially : the confused unorganized state of primordial matter before the creation of distinct forms — the state of the universe before there was any order and before stars and planets were formed b : the inherent unpredictability in the behavior of a complex natural system (as the atmosphere, boiling water, or the beating heart) c : a confused mass or mixture [a chaos of television antennas]

From before and outside time as pure potential, manifest beneath and througout every phenomenon of existence and the medium that only through which any action being is possible. What is encoded within these sounds is hidden from those who have no direct experience in working the current of chaos, but for the initiated, the keys to the mysteries are extended with a generous proffering hand. With Arcanum Ab Chao, Baleyyg and Choronzon come together to open up a sonic space that clears away the veneer of control to show the chaos of destruction and creation hid within. Fans of Choronzon will remember the arcane and intense material Baleyyg contributed to the 2012 Choronzon release ///Consummation//\\ Metanoia\\\.

"For this split-release with Choronzon we have provided 1 monolithic track, 35 minutes in length, titled 'Stemmeløse'." states Baleyyg, "The translation of this word from Norwegian into English means 'Voiceless'. We have never attempted to define or render any sort of explanation of the sonic narratives within Baleyyg material. The inner-secret to the experience is to let oneself follow the sound-art where it shall lead, one shall know when the portals open and are 'activated' when the many other layers and hidden elements within the track come into "view" as one experiences it."

"We have done very few split releases through the years", says Choronzon chaote P. Emerson williams, "but when we do we see it as a way of combining with artists to create a work that in total is more than a sum of its parts. Arcanum Ab Chao continues this practice and takes it further."

Back in September we brought out Revelations Of Power, one new track, one cryptovox call from across the Abyss and an instrumental teaser from a monumental future Choronzon release.
Revelations Of Power is a transmission from the depths of the Abyss, in the form of a storm of cryptovox, organic sounds and techno-filtration. Herein is a holographic encapsulation of the 333 hypersigil as manifest thus far and what is to be added in future.

Lastly, we obtained a newly digitized set of Choronzon's untitled 1996 demo that was later released on CD as "333". Lovingly ripped by a fan and we decided a couple new tracks should be added to the PANICMACHINE version. We are proud to bring you 333 (Carnage Of Thought Edition!

In this edition listeners get to hear these tracks as only those who had the original 1996 tapes have heard it. Hear Choronzon bringing the electronic invocations at a time when such experiments were extremely rare.

A Lord of Chaos, Choronzon (whose cabalistic number is 333), has been following me around for a while, ever since I summoned him forth, in the shadow state between dreams and waking. It’s disturbing when something from the land of Morpheus breaks through, and you get a tape from a local band that has named itself (coincidently, of course) after the very demon who has been wreaking havoc in your life. Choronzon (the band) is P. Emerson Williams, also of Veil of Thorns, and he obviously knows the occult arts. I’m assuming he’s a Thelemite, because one of the songs is called “Perdurabo”, a pseudonym of Aleister Crowley’s. 

In any case, the music is HEAVY. thick, dark and raging. The songs are a caustic liquid, dripping from my speakers like rivers of fire, howling and shrieking in anger and torment. Drum beats loop on top of one another, twisting themselves into a rope that the music can climb on (although I’m looking forward to when Williams gets a live drummer(s), because for all the creative intricacies in the music, the rhythms are too mechanical at times). 

Dense guitar crunch permeates the album, throwing a few technical metal riffs, and the vocals seem to have been ripped from the throat of 333 himself. 

If you want to delve into the world of unconscious terror, or think that you’ve heard the deepest and heaviest metal has gotten, get this tape. But be prepared for little “accidents” to follow you around for a while.
-Lex Marburger/Lollipop Magazine