This album adventure starts with a genuinely soft feel, nice composition, in places excellent. Soft and fluffy. Galactic Centre makes me seem I am at the particle-grinding core of super existence, with the emanation of angels and the source of all that is good in the universe. Through the primordial, organic bubbling of life, as we know it. We just forget our roots sometimes.
No Way is messianic in its resonance and slightly discomforting upper layers, but they mediate and find a more amenable blend, which soars gracefully. Spacious synthetic reverberations abound. Is No Way the galactic antithesis of the Milky Way?) I feel Akasha is more grounded than being aetheric, more about the sky perhaps, perspectival. It feels as if it is about boundaries at least. Imperceptible maybe, but there nonetheless in nothingness.
The final track, after contemplating the name of it, made me think of the magic potentially within a galaxy, stuff we don't, but could know. Between those subtle, and not so subtle boundaries. Magic stuff indeed! Nice album.