It Means Who To No One

Mission Calling Earth

rawtawrn

larvaled

slo,o

somno

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moot

hanin abin

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the monkey-eating eagle will not be missed by the monkeys

clippings

spacegaz

a weeping star

not men; mordorderers

birds inna dark dream tree

upthedownwords

spinky malinky spits to dislodge his bile at bells and drums

the real whitby

spinky malinky has sea monkeys and bb guns

spinky malinky falls asleep on the last bus

magic mushroom maggot

stoic00

naepaerty

mad chew

1. In the beginning, there was silence. And the silence was deep upon the void.
In a boomBoomBothy, there was an utterance: “Let there be beat.”
And there was a beat.

2. The beat moved across the darkness, a pulse without form, yet full of promise. And there was rhythm. Frequencies were noises, pulled from rhythm.

Frequencies gathered, and the chaos became.

3. All the time, in the background, the Bothyman separated tone from the chaos, and called the tone Melody, and the rhythm, Bass.

And it was good. It was creation.

Chaos remained and was the shame of the Void; the Void that ignored Beat, Rhythm and the Melody of Harmony. 

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