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In times of limitations and quarantine, art cannot and must not stop, for it is naturally inspired by shared ideas, which are not subjected to limits of time and space, We do not stop.

Indipendent short film produced by mebitek and Jele Raus - Single and OST available on all digital stores

"Then I saw an angel coming down from heaven, 
having the key to the bottomless pit and a great chain in his hand. 
He laid hold of the dragon, that serpent of old"

From the album Art Has No Diplomacy under license CC 2017 Electronic music/video producer and composer. Dark Ambient Cinematic atmospheres from Sardinia.From the acid and dusty factories of the electronic underground, through the devastated and pure immaculated nature of Sardinia, an explosion of anger and melancholy darkness transforms electronics into a cinematic orchestra.mebitek, the manufactured eXPerience"On the second night after the creation of my God, avision made known to me that I had reached the underworld."Carl Gustav Jungwritten and directed by mebitek & Serena PilloniSere

Autogererative Dark Ancient Krell Music

Dark Ambient Modular performance recorded in one take - LoFi audio quality

A shortfilm by mebitek cinematics (mebitek & Serena Pilloni)

A bizarre, surreal and grotesque pantomime, in which the Unconscious (based on Jung’s thories) is explored, inside a mind afflicted by a personality disorder.

After the whirl and creation, we finally reached the final chapter: the funeral. Leading us to a Shakespearean reborn, but sentenced to survive in an eternal loop, until the end of time. 

The last chapter of #Unconscious #trilogy is coming in #Autumn #2017. Will the riddle be finally solved? Perhaps.

Here's an hint: As rain, teardrops, thou art slipping on the window pane and I cannot catch thee. Then, I look at thee through my imagination window: idealised, perfect, mine, in a loop, until the end of time.

The last chapter of #Unconscious #trilogy is coming in #Autumn #2017. Will the riddle be finally solved? Perhaps.

Here's an hint: As rain, teardrops, thou art slipping on the window pane and I cannot catch thee. Then, I look at thee through my imagination window: idealised, perfect, mine, in a loop, until the end of time.

The last chapter of #Unconscious #trilogy is coming in #Autumn #2017. Will the riddle be finally solved? Perhaps.

Here's an hint: As rain, teardrops, thou art slipping on the window pane and I cannot catch thee. Then, I look at thee through my imagination window: idealised, perfect, mine, in a loop, until the end of time.