my first digisynth song about a woeful and mysterious foot injury is only a herald of greater, as yet unborn auralities to come.
internet is to the medical profession
as luther, the first mass-printed copies of the Bible and secular intransigence were to roman catholic hierarchy.
"All of which signifies naught."
"But..."
"Naught!"
"That's right, irrelevant."
"But the fish is the sea, and the sea the fish."
"No!"
"Good."
"Beautiful. Back to the sea! The retreat!"
"If our life e'er eked from that place..."
"Bore!"