When they finally shut down the oil refinery, the lake got its sheen back. That metallic glaze that, when combined with the deathly stillness of the water, turned it into a near unfathomable mirror. In the void-like silence that followed the refinery's closure, the mirror found itself being used and not from our side.
It's such a selfish thing to think of our side being the only thing that the mirror lake can reflect when our reality is the smallest fractal dot on the spectral scale of existence. We are so pitifully insignificant that it's quite miraculous that we managed to gain the attention of something so utterly Other.
Radio waves, they called it at first, those strange faint lines in the air that seemed to hover over the unmoving water. Something to do with atmospheric pressure and ricocheting signals moving between the old refinery's multitude of towers and the pure reflective properties of the lake all added together to allow us to see sound in its most basic form.
We didn't realise that those were parasites, not sound waves, until it was too late. By then the music was inside our heads and we shared it to the world. The Internet moves so fast and forgets so quickly that one video can be shared thousands upon thousands of times before spontaneously going viral overnight.
All it takes is one click.
It's such a selfish thing to think of our side being the only thing that the mirror lake can reflect when our reality is the smallest fractal dot on the spectral scale of existence. We are so pitifully insignificant that it's quite miraculous that we managed to gain the attention of something so utterly Other.
Radio waves, they called it at first, those strange faint lines in the air that seemed to hover over the unmoving water. Something to do with atmospheric pressure and ricocheting signals moving between the old refinery's multitude of towers and the pure reflective properties of the lake all added together to allow us to see sound in its most basic form.
We didn't realise that those were parasites, not sound waves, until it was too late. By then the music was inside our heads and we shared it to the world. The Internet moves so fast and forgets so quickly that one video can be shared thousands upon thousands of times before spontaneously going viral overnight.
All it takes is one click.
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