Discovering ways to live without the undeniable lingering thought of utter void has been a constant idea in the course of one's journey. Yet the belief that such feeling can loose part of its meaning through art and the creation of stories leaves us with a shread of hope; a little light at the end of the tunnel that promises answers to questions we always had - always will have. Mount Meru is guided by a light. One that flickers every now and then but still leads the way through a path of self-awareness, chaos and exploration of the mind.

That's why we create stories alongside the music - from the shattered streets at dawn to the imaculate plains filled with life; from the unsanitary apartment downtown, drenched in last night's cheap liquor to the well ornamented manor, reaking of soap and bad decisions, we hope our reality changes, still we fear it brings us further down in our own minds. The need to escape meets the unbreakable wall that is what's right in front of us. From the top of a non-existant mountain we bring stories of insanity, desire, love, loss and melancholy to life, hoping it speaks to you as much as it speaks to us about the perks of being a fool in a world of confusion.