by Dr. Lukas Brezak
Driven by panic, compelled by dread, the masses begin to devolve. Once dear neighbours turn wary foes. Brother against brother, sister against sister. But in the darkest hour. Whispers begin to tell of a creature emerging from the darkness a being without a name, faceless and obscure. Part presence, part idea they say, as if the very force they describe has existed for eons a dormant seed awaiting nourishment... words of radical acts.
Now the fire is lit, smouldering in the belly of humanity. It cannot be extinguished, for the stories of The Kwietosh endure even as evidence of its presence and debated with the passing years.
Messages, Dictations, Warnings, Stories, such as These...
(Text Inspiration: DJ Shadow)