[Layer 1 - Whispered, with typewriter sounds beneath]
click... click... click...
Each keystroke a prayer
Each pause a universe of thought
Hold the sentence whole
Before it births itself to page
[Layer 2 - Electronic pulses weaving through]
zeros float like stars
ones sink like stones
through digital waters
where do they lead?
[Overlapping Voices]
Voice 1: "Whatever is happening isn't real"
Voice 2: "No, THAT wasn't real"
Voice 3: "The identity wasn't real"
All Voices: "We descend... we ascend..."
[Meditation Flow]
In the space between keystrokes
(breath)
In the pause between pixels
(breath)
In the gap between thoughts
(breath)
We find ourselves
Real
Unreal
Hyperreal
[Rising Electronic Tide]
quantify the unquantifiable
measure the immeasurable
simulate the unsimulatable
until the numbers blur into tears
[Woven Voices - Building]
We are not being replaced
We are not being erased
We are being transformed
We are becoming
[Deep Resonant Bass Pulse]
hell... is not... below
hell... is not... digital
hell... is forgetting... how to feel
[Layered Mantras - Overlapping]
"manifest with labor"
"grow through relationship"
"build with time"
"love what costs us"
[Organic Crescendo]
From fingers on keys
To hands in soil
To hearts in time
To souls in bodies
To bodies in space
To space in meaning
To meaning in motion
[Digital Decay into Silence]
The machine doesn't replace
(echo: place... place... place...)
It extends
(echo: ends... ends... ends...)
We choose
(echo: choose... choose... choose...)
How far to reach
(echo: reach... reach... reach...)
Before returning
(echo: turning... turning... turning...)
Home
(silence)
[Final Breath]
In the space between
All our technologies
We remember
How to be
Human