Things That Never Change

This sound bite reminds me of the edge of the world. Somewhere in the middle of nothing leaving you alone with whatever signs of life happen to be there. When you happen to be in such a lonely and meaningless space, you happen to be thankful for whatever space you can share. I always wondered if I ever found myself drifting through a void with nothing but myself and few simple signs of life, what would I do next? Would I stay there for a while? I don’t know. What would other people do. Im also reminded of the song Disgustipated by TOOL. An aggressive, repetitive mantra that crescendos into horrifying chants with percussive rhythms that create a sense of horror. Once the song ends, it is followed by few minutes of ambient crickets chirping through the night. We then hear a poem recited through a voicemail. I guess this piece is a combination of those 2 things.