Every bird is a radio tower, broadcasting to us: shhhhh, shhhhh, shhhhhhh.....
But we all want to be on the air.
So much radio time spent with humans trying to overcome the crackling of the static; but don't you know, friends? The static is just the whisper of all the holy beings:
"Shhhhhhhhh, shhhhhhhhh.... your mind is racing against your heart, as if there is some sort of prize for pounding; let it sleep, let it sleep, sleep so your heart can stop to listen; our static comes through in waves crashing against shorelines and in the rustling wind."
"Let us tell you a secret, now: You can call us up to be on air and you can even play DJ; you can share your opinions with the teeming multitudes, who have thier own frequencies which you can compete with for market share. But what if you put your urge to call on hold, and listened to our programming?"
Put it in your memory, friends, tune into it when you can- it plays the greatest music you could ever hear, at such a low, low volume.
-e.
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