The Big Bang.
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The ultimate hero of low frequency. The divine intergalactical bass drum connecting
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the tribes of our solar system.
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If we could communicate from our tiny piece of solar driftwood into another galaxy
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what would we say?
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We can send out pictures, symbols, chemical formulas or language.
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The magic of music is a sign of consciousness that could be understood on far-flung
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worlds millions of lightyears from our horizon.
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Music is an interstellar language from a highly insignificant planet one of nine in
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our system which sails through time and space till the next one, the next inevitable
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Big Bang...
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Solar Driftwood
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Yello |