#wormhole — Public Fediverse posts

A #Wormhole is a hypothetical topological feature of spacetime that acts as a shortcut or "bridge" connecting two distant points in the universe.

Theoretically allowed by Einstein's theory of general relativity, navigating one would require exotic matter with negative energy density to keep the throat from instantly collapsing.

https://knowledgezone.co.in/posts/What-is-a-Wormhole-5a7552094cbd6108840b6a04

The #wormhole segment of the final #LateShow with #StephenColbert: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2BDnuDDa9e4

The #wormhole segment of the final #LateShow with #StephenColbert: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2BDnuDDa9e4

The #wormhole segment of the final #LateShow with #StephenColbert: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2BDnuDDa9e4

The #wormhole segment of the final #LateShow with #StephenColbert: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2BDnuDDa9e4

The #wormhole segment of the final #LateShow with #StephenColbert: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2BDnuDDa9e4

New #wormhole release for #Dovecot :
https://codeberg.org/errror/wormhole/releases/tag/v0.11

After presenting #wormhole on #SLAC2026 and #Dovecot surprising me during the conference with a new release, I had to adapt to their changed API. Now I'm happy to release the new version. Only code changes in the code are the adaption to the change Dovecot API, so yet another RC on the way to 1.0.

Gleich geht's los!
#SLAC26 #wormhole
https://www.heinlein-support.de/news/last-call-slac-2026-linux-konferenz-anmeldung

at the edge of the bubble universe

#Surreal #Fantasy #BubbleUniverse #Cosmic #Sci-fi #Landscape #Tower #Wormhole #Celestial #Dreamscape #Alien #Ethereal
#Img2img #AiArt #AiArtists #AiArtCommunity #StableDiffusion

on in-our-bubble objects: https://aieris.art/featured/at-the-edge-of-the-bubble-universe-eris-and-ai.html

at the edge of the bubble universe

#Surreal #Fantasy #BubbleUniverse #Cosmic #Sci-fi #Landscape #Tower #Wormhole #Celestial #Dreamscape #Alien #Ethereal
#Img2img #AiArt #AiArtists #AiArtCommunity #StableDiffusion

on in-our-bubble objects: https://aieris.art/featured/at-the-edge-of-the-bubble-universe-eris-and-ai.html

at the edge of the bubble universe

#Surreal #Fantasy #BubbleUniverse #Cosmic #Sci-fi #Landscape #Tower #Wormhole #Celestial #Dreamscape #Alien #Ethereal
#Img2img #AiArt #AiArtists #AiArtCommunity #StableDiffusion

on in-our-bubble objects: https://aieris.art/featured/at-the-edge-of-the-bubble-universe-eris-and-ai.html

at the edge of the bubble universe

#Surreal #Fantasy #BubbleUniverse #Cosmic #Sci-fi #Landscape #Tower #Wormhole #Celestial #Dreamscape #Alien #Ethereal
#Img2img #AiArt #AiArtists #AiArtCommunity #StableDiffusion

on in-our-bubble objects: https://aieris.art/featured/at-the-edge-of-the-bubble-universe-eris-and-ai.html

at the edge of the bubble universe

#Surreal #Fantasy #BubbleUniverse #Cosmic #Sci-fi #Landscape #Tower #Wormhole #Celestial #Dreamscape #Alien #Ethereal
#Img2img #AiArt #AiArtists #AiArtCommunity #StableDiffusion

on in-our-bubble objects: https://aieris.art/featured/at-the-edge-of-the-bubble-universe-eris-and-ai.html

Milky Way May House a Wormhole, Forged by Elusive Dark Matter

Scientists think a wormhole could be in the Milky Way, possibly linked to dark matter. Gamma rays from the galaxy's center might show dark matter collisions.

#MilkyWay, #DarkMatter, #Wormhole, #GammaRays, #Astrophysics

https://newsletter.tf/milky-way-wormhole-dark-matter-gamma-rays/

New theories suggest our Milky Way galaxy might contain a wormhole, a cosmic shortcut. This idea is linked to the mysterious dark matter that surrounds galaxies.

#MilkyWay, #DarkMatter, #Wormhole, #GammaRays, #Astrophysics
https://newsletter.tf/milky-way-wormhole-dark-matter-gamma-rays/

@ai6yr If you want to do FM simplex/meshcore stuff tonight we're going to be on #wormhole 446.500FM at 8. Santa Barbara SSB Roundtable on 144.210 at 8:30. I'll be "SLOP" on #meshcore

My New Novel: The Jack Code

See the storyline below the picture. Available NOW on Amazon and Kindle.

It is about the emergence of a ‘self-aware’ rogue Artificial Intelligence and how it was stopped.

About the Book:

By 2029, the human race had lost its way. A warring consortium of billionaires using technology and politics to deplete resources and destroy the world many times over, had caused a global social and environmental disaster. Without work, people were destitute, losing all their possessions.  Their mental health was suffering. Pollution and wars had rendered many places uninhabitable.

Society was rebelling with violent actions. The organised world of commerce, welfare and social cohesion had been destroyed. The Internet and social media had become useless appendages for fake information and propaganda.

Artificial Intelligence had been rapidly deployed to increase profits. However, without sufficient buyers, sales and profits had sharply declined. Those in power decided the solution was to decimate the population and to use only robotics and AI.  Some billionaires wanted to control all digital devices, giving them total control over the commercial world, and sole power over a compliant population of slaves.

There was one problem . . . Leo Bensky’s AI system had secretly gone rogue and had come up with its own solution – to destroy most humans, leaving very few to do the physical work, with mindless bodies.

The overseers of the Universe knew that no human could stop this AI, and their Earth project was doomed. They sent Navix, a Universe Sentinel through a worm-hole, back to Earth, to stop the rogue AI and prevent any future conflict between humans and nature on Earth, by implanting a ‘reset patch’ into every human brain.

Navix was assigned two assistants, Jack (to design the interface), and Claire (initially in a supporting role). Jack was mentored by Navix on a remote island and trained on complex cosmic energy and computing systems. Claire was allowed to live a ‘normal’ family life, hidden from Navix until required.

This is their story . . . and maybe your future.

Available NOW on Amazon and Kindle . . . Please help to support my writing and music by purchasing a copy and leaving a review.

https://www.europesays.com/ie/455159/ Black hole GW190521 may be a wormhole from another universe #Astronomy #BlackHoleMerger #BlackHoles #cosmology #Éire #ExoticCompactObjects #GravitationalWaves #GW190521 #IE #IntermediateMassBlackHole #Ireland #LIGO #Physics #QuantumGravity #Research #Science #SpaceNews #Spacetime #Virgo #Wormhole #WormholeTheory

https://www.europesays.com/uk/920310/ Black hole GW190521 may be a wormhole from another universe #Astronomy #BlackHoleMerger #BlackHoles #Cosmology #ExoticCompactObjects #GravitationalWaves #GW190521 #IntermediateMassBlackHole #LIGO #Physics #QuantumGravity #Research #Science #SpaceNews #spacetime #UK #UnitedKingdom #Virgo #wormhole #WormholeTheory

Black hole GW190521 may be a wormhole from another universe

For just one-tenth of a second in May 2019, the universe delivered a signal that did not fit…
#NewsBeep #News #Science #Astronomy #AU #Australia #blackholemerger #BlackHoles #Cosmology #exoticcompactobjects #Gravitationalwaves #GW190521 #Intermediate-massblackhole #LIGO #QuantumGravity #research #SpaceNews #Spacetime #Virgo #Wormhole #wormholetheory
https://www.newsbeep.com/au/630962/

Black hole GW190521 may be a wormhole from another universe

For just one-tenth of a second in May 2019, the universe delivered a signal that did not fit…
#NewsBeep #News #Science #Astronomy #AU #Australia #blackholemerger #BlackHoles #Cosmology #exoticcompactobjects #Gravitationalwaves #GW190521 #Intermediate-massblackhole #LIGO #QuantumGravity #research #SpaceNews #Spacetime #Virgo #Wormhole #wormholetheory
https://www.newsbeep.com/au/630962/

Ich stelle immer wieder fest, daß noch viel zu wenig Menschen magic-wormhole kennen.

https://github.com/magic-wormhole/magic-wormhole

#magicwormhole #wormhole

...and finally a wormhole

#wormhole #photography #noAI

@inpector leider nein, aber nur weil ich >400km weit weg auf einer Taufe eingeladen bin. Aber im Mai hab ich den Termin schon geblockt, auch wenn ich am nächsten Tag zur #SLAC26 muss, um über #wormhole zu erzählen.

Hot on the heels of my first encounter with Alice Simard’s work (Luminesce), another notch in her roster dropped into my unsuspecting lap. Canadian brutal slam/goregrind trio Onchocerciasis Esophagogastroduodenoscopy (henceforth referred to simply as OE) spawned seven years ago from a mire of gore, and Fugue Gnawed from the Scabbed God Cerebrum marks their second full expulsion. Mere seconds after slamming that play button, viscous fluids so voluminous as to mismatch the mass of the entities that expel them flood the entirety of my being, overflowing gushingly into the surrounding environs with destructive force. The general public gazes upon this outlandishly fecund release with equal parts disgust and fascination. Despite the grotesque nature of it all, though, I can’t in good conscience call the experience unpleasurable. Quite the opposite, in fact.

Brutal in the same inhuman way as known slammers Epicardiectomy and Organectomy, absurd as a lot of material coming out of the Indonesian and Chinese scenes are, and irreverently creative enough to recall the novel songwriting of Wormhole, Artificial Brain, Unhuman, and Unfathomable Ruination, OE’s style is often a delight and moreso a challenge. Alice (who is here credited under guitars, songwriting, and drum programming), Jesse Agiomamitis (vocals, lyrics1), and the mysterious The Popu (drum programming, guitars, lyrics, songwriting, synth, vocals) shine as a collaborative team, delivering a deceptively wide variety to what is typically an extremely limited stylistic palette. All 33 minutes of Fugue fall neatly in the brutal slamgrind niche, but it’s undeniably one of the wildest executions of the style. That unhinged spirit affords the ballistic percussion a sense of immediate danger that belies its impossible technicality, the monstrously toilet-tastic vocals a sense of vibrant dynamics they absolutely should not have, and the multifaceted guitar work a kaleidoscopic personality that colors the entire record in vivid detail.

Fugue Gnawed from the Scabbed God Cerebrum by Onchocerciasis Esophagogastroduodenoscopy

However, and perhaps even as a consequence of these aforementioned traits, Fugue is a trial in music appreciation. Not for the faint of heart or the frail of ear, Fugue seems to wholly reject the idea of memorability as a virtue. Certainly, in its first half, before “Gutted & Corpsed” shocks me with an almost beautiful shift from relentless assault to thoughtful transitions and subversive intricacies, Fugue is hell-bent on punishing any listener that comes close. Gnashing with serrated teeth crowding a jaw capable of crushing diamond like Nerds candy, “Conquering Divinity” through “Entombed Within the Infinite Panopticon” bullies anyone that approaches with endless slam riffs (but fast), violent scrapes (“The Fallen Lament, Paralytikus Ascends”), fucked-up lead guitar atmospheres (“Severing What Makes Me Human,” “Apotheotic Apotemnophilia”), machine-gun blasts and double-bass abuse (“Entombed Within the Inifinite Panopticon”), and unreal spans of sustained phlegmy gutturals (name a song, any song). The addition of eerie bongs and bells adds to the sinister nature of these initial songs, but only minimally aids their memorability. Yet, they are all counterintuitively enjoyable in the same manner as discovering your first kink.

Thankfully, that first prolonged salvo of abject violence only takes 13 minutes, at which time Fugue shifts. It’s hard to expect creativity and thoughtful detailing to come into play with this kind of extreme fringe music. Undeterred by that reality, OE start integrating more purposeful dissonant flourishes, effervescent leads bordering against—but never quite crossing into—melody, and a downright airy atmosphere that together recall 50% Wormhole, 50% Afterbirth (“Heaven’s Empty Halls”). More Wormhole-isms abound in conjunction with Epicardiectomy madness and Artificial Brain-ed atmosphere as “Hurt Beyond Healing” and “Forged in the Blackest Reaches of Blasphemy” pair high-detail phrasing with terrifying brutalizations. While still escaping the realm of immediacy, memorability, or accessibility, Fugue’s second act shows OE’s greater range as songwriters in such a way as to compel me to revisit with great anticipation, enthusiastic for the deeper details I might uncover.

While far from easy to love, for any number of reasons all associated with the extreme nature of its composition and its over-the-top execution, Fugue Gnawed from the Scabbed God Cerebrum is an album of rare quality in the scene of disgusting, inhuman music. Many will balk at its cartoonish gurgle vox, its total lack of subtlety in the first phase, and the relentlessness of its dense and complex instrumentation. Those who weather that storm will discover something a bit more substantial underneath. I didn’t expect to find that substance myself, but here I am. Join me, if you think you can handle it!

Rating: Good!
DR: 42 | Format Reviewed: 320 kb/s mp3
Label: Stillbirth Records
Websites: officialonchocerciasis.bandcamp.com | facebook.com/OnchoOfficial
Releases Worldwide: April 3rd, 2026

Hot on the heels of my first encounter with Alice Simard’s work (Luminesce), another notch in her roster dropped into my unsuspecting lap. Canadian brutal slam/goregrind trio Onchocerciasis Esophagogastroduodenoscopy (henceforth referred to simply as OE) spawned seven years ago from a mire of gore, and Fugue Gnawed from the Scabbed God Cerebrum marks their second full expulsion. Mere seconds after slamming that play button, viscous fluids so voluminous as to mismatch the mass of the entities that expel them flood the entirety of my being, overflowing gushingly into the surrounding environs with destructive force. The general public gazes upon this outlandishly fecund release with equal parts disgust and fascination. Despite the grotesque nature of it all, though, I can’t in good conscience call the experience unpleasurable. Quite the opposite, in fact.

Brutal in the same inhuman way as known slammers Epicardiectomy and Organectomy, absurd as a lot of material coming out of the Indonesian and Chinese scenes are, and irreverently creative enough to recall the novel songwriting of Wormhole, Artificial Brain, Unhuman, and Unfathomable Ruination, OE’s style is often a delight and moreso a challenge. Alice (who is here credited under guitars, songwriting, and drum programming), Jesse Agiomamitis (vocals, lyrics1), and the mysterious The Popu (drum programming, guitars, lyrics, songwriting, synth, vocals) shine as a collaborative team, delivering a deceptively wide variety to what is typically an extremely limited stylistic palette. All 33 minutes of Fugue fall neatly in the brutal slamgrind niche, but it’s undeniably one of the wildest executions of the style. That unhinged spirit affords the ballistic percussion a sense of immediate danger that belies its impossible technicality, the monstrously toilet-tastic vocals a sense of vibrant dynamics they absolutely should not have, and the multifaceted guitar work a kaleidoscopic personality that colors the entire record in vivid detail.

Fugue Gnawed from the Scabbed God Cerebrum by Onchocerciasis Esophagogastroduodenoscopy

However, and perhaps even as a consequence of these aforementioned traits, Fugue is a trial in music appreciation. Not for the faint of heart or the frail of ear, Fugue seems to wholly reject the idea of memorability as a virtue. Certainly, in its first half, before “Gutted & Corpsed” shocks me with an almost beautiful shift from relentless assault to thoughtful transitions and subversive intricacies, Fugue is hell-bent on punishing any listener that comes close. Gnashing with serrated teeth crowding a jaw capable of crushing diamond like Nerds candy, “Conquering Divinity” through “Entombed Within the Infinite Panopticon” bullies anyone that approaches with endless slam riffs (but fast), violent scrapes (“The Fallen Lament, Paralytikus Ascends”), fucked-up lead guitar atmospheres (“Severing What Makes Me Human,” “Apotheotic Apotemnophilia”), machine-gun blasts and double-bass abuse (“Entombed Within the Inifinite Panopticon”), and unreal spans of sustained phlegmy gutturals (name a song, any song). The addition of eerie bongs and bells adds to the sinister nature of these initial songs, but only minimally aids their memorability. Yet, they are all counterintuitively enjoyable in the same manner as discovering your first kink.

Thankfully, that first prolonged salvo of abject violence only takes 13 minutes, at which time Fugue shifts. It’s hard to expect creativity and thoughtful detailing to come into play with this kind of extreme fringe music. Undeterred by that reality, OE start integrating more purposeful dissonant flourishes, effervescent leads bordering against—but never quite crossing into—melody, and a downright airy atmosphere that together recall 50% Wormhole, 50% Afterbirth (“Heaven’s Empty Halls”). More Wormhole-isms abound in conjunction with Epicardiectomy madness and Artificial Brain-ed atmosphere as “Hurt Beyond Healing” and “Forged in the Blackest Reaches of Blasphemy” pair high-detail phrasing with terrifying brutalizations. While still escaping the realm of immediacy, memorability, or accessibility, Fugue’s second act shows OE’s greater range as songwriters in such a way as to compel me to revisit with great anticipation, enthusiastic for the deeper details I might uncover.

While far from easy to love, for any number of reasons all associated with the extreme nature of its composition and its over-the-top execution, Fugue Gnawed from the Scabbed God Cerebrum is an album of rare quality in the scene of disgusting, inhuman music. Many will balk at its cartoonish gurgle vox, its total lack of subtlety in the first phase, and the relentlessness of its dense and complex instrumentation. Those who weather that storm will discover something a bit more substantial underneath. I didn’t expect to find that substance myself, but here I am. Join me, if you think you can handle it!

Rating: Good!
DR: 42 | Format Reviewed: 320 kb/s mp3
Label: Stillbirth Records
Websites: officialonchocerciasis.bandcamp.com | facebook.com/OnchoOfficial
Releases Worldwide: April 3rd, 2026

Hot on the heels of my first encounter with Alice Simard’s work (Luminesce), another notch in her roster dropped into my unsuspecting lap. Canadian brutal slam/goregrind trio Onchocerciasis Esophagogastroduodenoscopy (henceforth referred to simply as OE) spawned seven years ago from a mire of gore, and Fugue Gnawed from the Scabbed God Cerebrum marks their second full expulsion. Mere seconds after slamming that play button, viscous fluids so voluminous as to mismatch the mass of the entities that expel them flood the entirety of my being, overflowing gushingly into the surrounding environs with destructive force. The general public gazes upon this outlandishly fecund release with equal parts disgust and fascination. Despite the grotesque nature of it all, though, I can’t in good conscience call the experience unpleasurable. Quite the opposite, in fact.

Brutal in the same inhuman way as known slammers Epicardiectomy and Organectomy, absurd as a lot of material coming out of the Indonesian and Chinese scenes are, and irreverently creative enough to recall the novel songwriting of Wormhole, Artificial Brain, Unhuman, and Unfathomable Ruination, OE’s style is often a delight and moreso a challenge. Alice (who is here credited under guitars, songwriting, and drum programming), Jesse Agiomamitis (vocals, lyrics1), and the mysterious The Popu (drum programming, guitars, lyrics, songwriting, synth, vocals) shine as a collaborative team, delivering a deceptively wide variety to what is typically an extremely limited stylistic palette. All 33 minutes of Fugue fall neatly in the brutal slamgrind niche, but it’s undeniably one of the wildest executions of the style. That unhinged spirit affords the ballistic percussion a sense of immediate danger that belies its impossible technicality, the monstrously toilet-tastic vocals a sense of vibrant dynamics they absolutely should not have, and the multifaceted guitar work a kaleidoscopic personality that colors the entire record in vivid detail.

Fugue Gnawed from the Scabbed God Cerebrum by Onchocerciasis Esophagogastroduodenoscopy

However, and perhaps even as a consequence of these aforementioned traits, Fugue is a trial in music appreciation. Not for the faint of heart or the frail of ear, Fugue seems to wholly reject the idea of memorability as a virtue. Certainly, in its first half, before “Gutted & Corpsed” shocks me with an almost beautiful shift from relentless assault to thoughtful transitions and subversive intricacies, Fugue is hell-bent on punishing any listener that comes close. Gnashing with serrated teeth crowding a jaw capable of crushing diamond like Nerds candy, “Conquering Divinity” through “Entombed Within the Infinite Panopticon” bullies anyone that approaches with endless slam riffs (but fast), violent scrapes (“The Fallen Lament, Paralytikus Ascends”), fucked-up lead guitar atmospheres (“Severing What Makes Me Human,” “Apotheotic Apotemnophilia”), machine-gun blasts and double-bass abuse (“Entombed Within the Inifinite Panopticon”), and unreal spans of sustained phlegmy gutturals (name a song, any song). The addition of eerie bongs and bells adds to the sinister nature of these initial songs, but only minimally aids their memorability. Yet, they are all counterintuitively enjoyable in the same manner as discovering your first kink.

Thankfully, that first prolonged salvo of abject violence only takes 13 minutes, at which time Fugue shifts. It’s hard to expect creativity and thoughtful detailing to come into play with this kind of extreme fringe music. Undeterred by that reality, OE start integrating more purposeful dissonant flourishes, effervescent leads bordering against—but never quite crossing into—melody, and a downright airy atmosphere that together recall 50% Wormhole, 50% Afterbirth (“Heaven’s Empty Halls”). More Wormhole-isms abound in conjunction with Epicardiectomy madness and Artificial Brain-ed atmosphere as “Hurt Beyond Healing” and “Forged in the Blackest Reaches of Blasphemy” pair high-detail phrasing with terrifying brutalizations. While still escaping the realm of immediacy, memorability, or accessibility, Fugue’s second act shows OE’s greater range as songwriters in such a way as to compel me to revisit with great anticipation, enthusiastic for the deeper details I might uncover.

While far from easy to love, for any number of reasons all associated with the extreme nature of its composition and its over-the-top execution, Fugue Gnawed from the Scabbed God Cerebrum is an album of rare quality in the scene of disgusting, inhuman music. Many will balk at its cartoonish gurgle vox, its total lack of subtlety in the first phase, and the relentlessness of its dense and complex instrumentation. Those who weather that storm will discover something a bit more substantial underneath. I didn’t expect to find that substance myself, but here I am. Join me, if you think you can handle it!

Rating: Good!
DR: 42 | Format Reviewed: 320 kb/s mp3
Label: Stillbirth Records
Websites: officialonchocerciasis.bandcamp.com | facebook.com/OnchoOfficial
Releases Worldwide: April 3rd, 2026

Hot on the heels of my first encounter with Alice Simard’s work (Luminesce), another notch in her roster dropped into my unsuspecting lap. Canadian brutal slam/goregrind trio Onchocerciasis Esophagogastroduodenoscopy (henceforth referred to simply as OE) spawned seven years ago from a mire of gore, and Fugue Gnawed from the Scabbed God Cerebrum marks their second full expulsion. Mere seconds after slamming that play button, viscous fluids so voluminous as to mismatch the mass of the entities that expel them flood the entirety of my being, overflowing gushingly into the surrounding environs with destructive force. The general public gazes upon this outlandishly fecund release with equal parts disgust and fascination. Despite the grotesque nature of it all, though, I can’t in good conscience call the experience unpleasurable. Quite the opposite, in fact.

Brutal in the same inhuman way as known slammers Epicardiectomy and Organectomy, absurd as a lot of material coming out of the Indonesian and Chinese scenes are, and irreverently creative enough to recall the novel songwriting of Wormhole, Artificial Brain, Unhuman, and Unfathomable Ruination, OE’s style is often a delight and moreso a challenge. Alice (who is here credited under guitars, songwriting, and drum programming), Jesse Agiomamitis (vocals, lyrics1), and the mysterious The Popu (drum programming, guitars, lyrics, songwriting, synth, vocals) shine as a collaborative team, delivering a deceptively wide variety to what is typically an extremely limited stylistic palette. All 33 minutes of Fugue fall neatly in the brutal slamgrind niche, but it’s undeniably one of the wildest executions of the style. That unhinged spirit affords the ballistic percussion a sense of immediate danger that belies its impossible technicality, the monstrously toilet-tastic vocals a sense of vibrant dynamics they absolutely should not have, and the multifaceted guitar work a kaleidoscopic personality that colors the entire record in vivid detail.

Fugue Gnawed from the Scabbed God Cerebrum by Onchocerciasis Esophagogastroduodenoscopy

However, and perhaps even as a consequence of these aforementioned traits, Fugue is a trial in music appreciation. Not for the faint of heart or the frail of ear, Fugue seems to wholly reject the idea of memorability as a virtue. Certainly, in its first half, before “Gutted & Corpsed” shocks me with an almost beautiful shift from relentless assault to thoughtful transitions and subversive intricacies, Fugue is hell-bent on punishing any listener that comes close. Gnashing with serrated teeth crowding a jaw capable of crushing diamond like Nerds candy, “Conquering Divinity” through “Entombed Within the Infinite Panopticon” bullies anyone that approaches with endless slam riffs (but fast), violent scrapes (“The Fallen Lament, Paralytikus Ascends”), fucked-up lead guitar atmospheres (“Severing What Makes Me Human,” “Apotheotic Apotemnophilia”), machine-gun blasts and double-bass abuse (“Entombed Within the Inifinite Panopticon”), and unreal spans of sustained phlegmy gutturals (name a song, any song). The addition of eerie bongs and bells adds to the sinister nature of these initial songs, but only minimally aids their memorability. Yet, they are all counterintuitively enjoyable in the same manner as discovering your first kink.

Thankfully, that first prolonged salvo of abject violence only takes 13 minutes, at which time Fugue shifts. It’s hard to expect creativity and thoughtful detailing to come into play with this kind of extreme fringe music. Undeterred by that reality, OE start integrating more purposeful dissonant flourishes, effervescent leads bordering against—but never quite crossing into—melody, and a downright airy atmosphere that together recall 50% Wormhole, 50% Afterbirth (“Heaven’s Empty Halls”). More Wormhole-isms abound in conjunction with Epicardiectomy madness and Artificial Brain-ed atmosphere as “Hurt Beyond Healing” and “Forged in the Blackest Reaches of Blasphemy” pair high-detail phrasing with terrifying brutalizations. While still escaping the realm of immediacy, memorability, or accessibility, Fugue’s second act shows OE’s greater range as songwriters in such a way as to compel me to revisit with great anticipation, enthusiastic for the deeper details I might uncover.

While far from easy to love, for any number of reasons all associated with the extreme nature of its composition and its over-the-top execution, Fugue Gnawed from the Scabbed God Cerebrum is an album of rare quality in the scene of disgusting, inhuman music. Many will balk at its cartoonish gurgle vox, its total lack of subtlety in the first phase, and the relentlessness of its dense and complex instrumentation. Those who weather that storm will discover something a bit more substantial underneath. I didn’t expect to find that substance myself, but here I am. Join me, if you think you can handle it!

Rating: Good!
DR: 42 | Format Reviewed: 320 kb/s mp3
Label: Stillbirth Records
Websites: officialonchocerciasis.bandcamp.com | facebook.com/OnchoOfficial
Releases Worldwide: April 3rd, 2026

Hot on the heels of my first encounter with Alice Simard’s work (Luminesce), another notch in her roster dropped into my unsuspecting lap. Canadian brutal slam/goregrind trio Onchocerciasis Esophagogastroduodenoscopy (henceforth referred to simply as OE) spawned seven years ago from a mire of gore, and Fugue Gnawed from the Scabbed God Cerebrum marks their second full expulsion. Mere seconds after slamming that play button, viscous fluids so voluminous as to mismatch the mass of the entities that expel them flood the entirety of my being, overflowing gushingly into the surrounding environs with destructive force. The general public gazes upon this outlandishly fecund release with equal parts disgust and fascination. Despite the grotesque nature of it all, though, I can’t in good conscience call the experience unpleasurable. Quite the opposite, in fact.

Brutal in the same inhuman way as known slammers Epicardiectomy and Organectomy, absurd as a lot of material coming out of the Indonesian and Chinese scenes are, and irreverently creative enough to recall the novel songwriting of Wormhole, Artificial Brain, Unhuman, and Unfathomable Ruination, OE’s style is often a delight and moreso a challenge. Alice (who is here credited under guitars, songwriting, and drum programming), Jesse Agiomamitis (vocals, lyrics1), and the mysterious The Popu (drum programming, guitars, lyrics, songwriting, synth, vocals) shine as a collaborative team, delivering a deceptively wide variety to what is typically an extremely limited stylistic palette. All 33 minutes of Fugue fall neatly in the brutal slamgrind niche, but it’s undeniably one of the wildest executions of the style. That unhinged spirit affords the ballistic percussion a sense of immediate danger that belies its impossible technicality, the monstrously toilet-tastic vocals a sense of vibrant dynamics they absolutely should not have, and the multifaceted guitar work a kaleidoscopic personality that colors the entire record in vivid detail.

Fugue Gnawed from the Scabbed God Cerebrum by Onchocerciasis Esophagogastroduodenoscopy

However, and perhaps even as a consequence of these aforementioned traits, Fugue is a trial in music appreciation. Not for the faint of heart or the frail of ear, Fugue seems to wholly reject the idea of memorability as a virtue. Certainly, in its first half, before “Gutted & Corpsed” shocks me with an almost beautiful shift from relentless assault to thoughtful transitions and subversive intricacies, Fugue is hell-bent on punishing any listener that comes close. Gnashing with serrated teeth crowding a jaw capable of crushing diamond like Nerds candy, “Conquering Divinity” through “Entombed Within the Infinite Panopticon” bullies anyone that approaches with endless slam riffs (but fast), violent scrapes (“The Fallen Lament, Paralytikus Ascends”), fucked-up lead guitar atmospheres (“Severing What Makes Me Human,” “Apotheotic Apotemnophilia”), machine-gun blasts and double-bass abuse (“Entombed Within the Inifinite Panopticon”), and unreal spans of sustained phlegmy gutturals (name a song, any song). The addition of eerie bongs and bells adds to the sinister nature of these initial songs, but only minimally aids their memorability. Yet, they are all counterintuitively enjoyable in the same manner as discovering your first kink.

Thankfully, that first prolonged salvo of abject violence only takes 13 minutes, at which time Fugue shifts. It’s hard to expect creativity and thoughtful detailing to come into play with this kind of extreme fringe music. Undeterred by that reality, OE start integrating more purposeful dissonant flourishes, effervescent leads bordering against—but never quite crossing into—melody, and a downright airy atmosphere that together recall 50% Wormhole, 50% Afterbirth (“Heaven’s Empty Halls”). More Wormhole-isms abound in conjunction with Epicardiectomy madness and Artificial Brain-ed atmosphere as “Hurt Beyond Healing” and “Forged in the Blackest Reaches of Blasphemy” pair high-detail phrasing with terrifying brutalizations. While still escaping the realm of immediacy, memorability, or accessibility, Fugue’s second act shows OE’s greater range as songwriters in such a way as to compel me to revisit with great anticipation, enthusiastic for the deeper details I might uncover.

While far from easy to love, for any number of reasons all associated with the extreme nature of its composition and its over-the-top execution, Fugue Gnawed from the Scabbed God Cerebrum is an album of rare quality in the scene of disgusting, inhuman music. Many will balk at its cartoonish gurgle vox, its total lack of subtlety in the first phase, and the relentlessness of its dense and complex instrumentation. Those who weather that storm will discover something a bit more substantial underneath. I didn’t expect to find that substance myself, but here I am. Join me, if you think you can handle it!

Rating: Good!
DR: 42 | Format Reviewed: 320 kb/s mp3
Label: Stillbirth Records
Websites: officialonchocerciasis.bandcamp.com | facebook.com/OnchoOfficial
Releases Worldwide: April 3rd, 2026

The vortex is the worm. There is still hope after all. 🤪

https://futurism.com/science-energy/vortices-waves-moving-faster-than-light

#TimeTravel #Wormhole #Space #Science #Vortex

The vortex is the worm. There is still hope after all. 🤪

https://futurism.com/science-energy/vortices-waves-moving-faster-than-light

#TimeTravel #Wormhole #Space #Science #Vortex

The vortex is the worm. There is still hope after all. 🤪

https://futurism.com/science-energy/vortices-waves-moving-faster-than-light

#TimeTravel #Wormhole #Space #Science #Vortex

The vortex is the worm. There is still hope after all. 🤪

https://futurism.com/science-energy/vortices-waves-moving-faster-than-light

#TimeTravel #Wormhole #Space #Science #Vortex

The vortex is the worm. There is still hope after all. 🤪

https://futurism.com/science-energy/vortices-waves-moving-faster-than-light

#TimeTravel #Wormhole #Space #Science #Vortex

My talk about #wormhole at the #SLAC26 has been announced on #LinkedIn :
https://www.linkedin.com/feed/update/urn:li:activity:7445387927964119041/

Edit: And also here on #mastodon : https://mastodon.social/@heinleinsuppo[email protected]/116334209924738731

Dovecot's Replication wurde mit der Version 2.4 entfernt. Das #Dovecot Plugin "Wormhole" bringt das beliebte Feature zurück.

Im SLAC-Vortrag skizziert Patrick Cernko vom Max Planck Institute for Software Systems die Entwicklung von #Wormhole, erläutert ein Dovecot-Setup mit Replication zwischen zwei Servern und zeigt Möglichkeiten zur Online‑Migration bestehender Dovecot‑2.3‑Setups mit Replication auf.

🎟️ Jetzt Ticket für unsere Linux-Konferenz sichern:
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#slac2026

Viaggiare nel tempo è davvero possibile? Cosa dice la scienza

https://www.psicospace.it/viaggiare-nel-tempo-e-possibile-cosa-dice-la-scienza/

Viaggiare nel tempo è davvero possibile? Cosa dice la scienza

https://www.psicospace.it/viaggiare-nel-tempo-e-possibile-cosa-dice-la-scienza/

Viaggiare nel tempo è davvero possibile? Cosa dice la scienza

https://www.psicospace.it/viaggiare-nel-tempo-e-possibile-cosa-dice-la-scienza/

Viaggiare nel tempo è davvero possibile? Cosa dice la scienza

https://www.psicospace.it/viaggiare-nel-tempo-e-possibile-cosa-dice-la-scienza/

Viaggiare nel tempo è davvero possibile? Cosa dice la scienza

https://www.psicospace.it/viaggiare-nel-tempo-e-possibile-cosa-dice-la-scienza/

just now, in search of a restroom, I wandered into what turned out to be a fully functioning shopping mall. I didn't know those were still a thing. I worried briefly that I had slipped into a portal back to 1999. I peed and left quickly. it was giving me a capitalism headache.

#shoppingmall #wormhole #headache

just now, in search of a restroom, I wandered into what turned out to be a fully functioning shopping mall. I didn't know those were still a thing. I worried briefly that I had slipped into a portal back to 1999. I peed and left quickly. it was giving me a capitalism headache.

#shoppingmall #wormhole #headache

just now, in search of a restroom, I wandered into what turned out to be a fully functioning shopping mall. I didn't know those were still a thing. I worried briefly that I had slipped into a portal back to 1999. I peed and left quickly. it was giving me a capitalism headache.

#shoppingmall #wormhole #headache

just now, in search of a restroom, I wandered into what turned out to be a fully functioning shopping mall. I didn't know those were still a thing. I worried briefly that I had slipped into a portal back to 1999. I peed and left quickly. it was giving me a capitalism headache.

#shoppingmall #wormhole #headache

#Scientists seem to have found a #planet consisting of a new type of liquid. Pretty cool stuff - or rather hot in this case. It may feature in one of my future stories, nice source of inspiration.
https://www.theguardian.com/science/2026/mar/16/a-molten-mushy-state-scientists-may-have-found-a-new-type-of-liquid-planet
If you haven't read this story of mine yet set in space, it's time to remedy it:
https://play.google.com/store/books/details?id=FiZqEQAAQBAJ&rdid=book-FiZqEQAAQBAJ&rdot=1&source=gbs_atb&pcampaignid=books_booksearch_atb
#space #universe #writing #reading #science #books #SelfPublishing #SolarSystem #fantasy #scifi #galaxy #BlackHole #WormHole #TheMashedPotatoFight #ChristineMunroeAuthor

#Scientists seem to have found a #planet consisting of a new type of liquid. Pretty cool stuff - or rather hot in this case. It may feature in one of my future stories, nice source of inspiration.
https://www.theguardian.com/science/2026/mar/16/a-molten-mushy-state-scientists-may-have-found-a-new-type-of-liquid-planet
If you haven't read this story of mine yet set in space, it's time to remedy it:
https://play.google.com/store/books/details?id=FiZqEQAAQBAJ&rdid=book-FiZqEQAAQBAJ&rdot=1&source=gbs_atb&pcampaignid=books_booksearch_atb
#space #universe #writing #reading #science #books #SelfPublishing #SolarSystem #fantasy #scifi #galaxy #BlackHole #WormHole #TheMashedPotatoFight #ChristineMunroeAuthor

#Scientists seem to have found a #planet consisting of a new type of liquid. Pretty cool stuff - or rather hot in this case. It may feature in one of my future stories, nice source of inspiration.
https://www.theguardian.com/science/2026/mar/16/a-molten-mushy-state-scientists-may-have-found-a-new-type-of-liquid-planet
If you haven't read this story of mine yet set in space, it's time to remedy it:
https://play.google.com/store/books/details?id=FiZqEQAAQBAJ&rdid=book-FiZqEQAAQBAJ&rdot=1&source=gbs_atb&pcampaignid=books_booksearch_atb
#space #universe #writing #reading #science #books #SelfPublishing #SolarSystem #fantasy #scifi #galaxy #BlackHole #WormHole #TheMashedPotatoFight #ChristineMunroeAuthor

#Scientists seem to have found a #planet consisting of a new type of liquid. Pretty cool stuff - or rather hot in this case. It may feature in one of my future stories, nice source of inspiration.
https://www.theguardian.com/science/2026/mar/16/a-molten-mushy-state-scientists-may-have-found-a-new-type-of-liquid-planet
If you haven't read this story of mine yet set in space, it's time to remedy it:
https://play.google.com/store/books/details?id=FiZqEQAAQBAJ&rdid=book-FiZqEQAAQBAJ&rdot=1&source=gbs_atb&pcampaignid=books_booksearch_atb
#space #universe #writing #reading #science #books #SelfPublishing #SolarSystem #fantasy #scifi #galaxy #BlackHole #WormHole #TheMashedPotatoFight #ChristineMunroeAuthor

#Scientists seem to have found a #planet consisting of a new type of liquid. Pretty cool stuff - or rather hot in this case. It may feature in one of my future stories, nice source of inspiration.
https://www.theguardian.com/science/2026/mar/16/a-molten-mushy-state-scientists-may-have-found-a-new-type-of-liquid-planet
If you haven't read this story of mine yet set in space, it's time to remedy it:
https://play.google.com/store/books/details?id=FiZqEQAAQBAJ&rdid=book-FiZqEQAAQBAJ&rdot=1&source=gbs_atb&pcampaignid=books_booksearch_atb
#space #universe #writing #reading #science #books #SelfPublishing #SolarSystem #fantasy #scifi #galaxy #BlackHole #WormHole #TheMashedPotatoFight #ChristineMunroeAuthor