Théâtre Électrique

Steampunk Baby Dumpling :: Titan of Mars :: Featuring Titan Moon Comic Caitriona Skye

“...and then came the endless rain and the one Port Key was left in the Mars Underground leading from the Portals of Planet Krypton to your home town...”——- from The Last Days of Man on Earth, Jherek Carnelian... Musique Mécanique par le Théâtre Électrique :: "Planet Krypton" by John Williams

Musique Mécanique par le Théâtre Électrique :: Theme by Murray Gold

Special Preview :: - “Thomas Kyd in the Court of King James” - - A New Play by Christopher Marlowe - Prologue Spoken by Titania LeFay, Celtic translator.. A man of this time and of these hours, No longer strolls amongst stalking flowers. And yet still, these children, nestled near, With electric eyes and a digitized ear, Raise raging waves against seas of dark reason, Summoning a day, outside of all seasons... On this day two friends were banished for treason. Destined for Padua on a boat in fog. They came ashore in Scotland, thinking it Prague. And how these gay lovers do echo from this beach, This untold tale no teacher will teach. Our actors will show how Christopher Marlowe, Did come to be known by more commercial names. Disguising both himself and his gay friend, Thomas Kyd, in the Court of King James. Musique Mécanique par le Théâtre Électrique :: "The Rings of Akhaten" by Murray Gold ::

Musique Mécanique par le Théâtre Électrique ::"Shakespeare in Love" by Layla Kaylif

Musique Mécanique par le Théâtre Électrique :: "Heaven and Hell" by Vangelis

In Nanda Parbat, the Ancient Tibetan method of sending an encoded message from the mind of the one through the mind of the many is here revealed... — London A. Dark, “ZaZen Secrets from the Dark”

Musique Mécanique par le Théâtre Électrique :: "Window to the Past" by John Williams

The Primary Universe is fraught with great peril. War, plague, famine and natural disasters are common :: The Fourth Dimension of Time is a stable construct, though it is not impenetrable :: Incidents when the fabric of the fourth dimension becomes corrupted are incredibly rare... The linear paradigm of Time as a single "line" is a theory constantly in need of correction :: Potential energy may build in the local collective unconscious, leading to wave interference from a Parallel Universe... If a Tangent Universe occurs, it will be highly unstable, sustaining itself for no longer than several weeks :: Eventually it will collapse inward upon itself, forming a Black Hole within the Primary Universe capable of destroying all existence... A Clock of Spirals and Spheres...A Compass pointing eight ways...Not a calendar counting the years...The Gears of the Clockwork and Eight Compass hands are carved to be spun directly from stone... In the heart of this stone a firestorm flows from the eye of one star to the other... The Stone has been turned :: The Clock Dragons' spoken... and there are none now that live who recall they were woken...For it is the doom of men, that they forget... Return the Crystal Skull :: Return what you have stolen from the People of the Forest :: The Aztec Compass will bring you great danger :: Arguments increase your crime :: No power on Earth can conquer Time...

When the Manipulated awaken from their Journey into the Tangent Universe, they are often haunted by the experience in their dreams :: Many of them will not remember :: Those who do remember the Journey are often overcome with profound remorse for the regretful actions buried within their Dreams, the only physical evidence buried within the Artifact itself, all that remains from the lost world... In the Otherworld of the Celts and in the Underworld of Ancient Egypt, dreams were seen as a means of seeing into other worlds and it was thought that the soul moved out of the body of the sleeping person and actually visited the places and persons the dreamer saw in their sleep. Journey's end found distant light :: foreshadowing another night :: Mirrored deep in finite time :: Icing grey in silver rhyme :: Echoed days so nearly dead ::  Began to burn inside my head :: Shadow wind and firelight ::  Forgotten to eternal night ::   Conjured hell in heaven's eye :: And took my childhood to die ::  Blacken day o sunless sky :: Let no white winged creature fly... Crack all stone and graves of men...  I am born :: I come again...