Sound and Silence

Nothing but a heavy hum. Electrons pulse and shudder and signals applify while LEDs burn red holes in my eyes. The hum contracts, transfers its weight into concentration and delivers itself to the air. A bell that breaks the limbo.

And my soul seeps through my skin and saturates the darkness - waiting for me. The sound flows with it, dancing to its own rhythm. The signals distort and shift, filter and oscillate, feedback and wash the air with noise. Wave after wave. Echoes break over me.

And soon I am nothing. Nothing but the distortion, feedback and oscillation. Nothing but the vibrations in the air. All sound and silence.

I am home.

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