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There is a sound of electricity, an ambience;
Buzzing like an endless whirring chaos
The alien chime that resonates a hum
The dust that bites my eardrum.

And all the time it hangs in the cracks
Behind my human perception is a firewall,
Signals are a soft breeze in a salty sea
Sighs an algorithm in a magnetic prison.

In the deep chasm of hyperspace hell
The swirling loops of tones are teaming
Churning a roar like the earth died screaming,
Singing from the very water, wind, and rocks themselves

These cosmic sensations align
Flicked and fingerprinted by God
In the dust and the chimes
These are the signs.