The Beauty Particle

"On February 13, witnesses in Kentucky began hearing sonic booms.[18] The National Weather Service issued an information statement alerting residents of "explosions and or earthquakes" due to the falling satellite debris.[19] Similar reports from as far west as New Mexico were all attributed to falling debris from the collided satellites." - aikwdipei

Wet Nappy

The History of Sport

A dead star. The Pulsars and Magnetars beat in multiple dimensions above as concertina, softly burning the delicate brain membraine of Wayne Rembrandt, psychotherapist for the President. He tilted back to carefully examine the sky, before swiftly moving on into the glass domed helicopter. He turned to the pilot. "My mother was right, I want to fuck Fraud!" he shouted. They both laughed and drank wine.

Theobiology

Cover Version of a Biorhythm

Regarding notes on the Bucha Effect, blood physics and common themes in love letters authored by the autistic, scientists have now concluded that a conceptual acoustic supersaturated solution equivalent is best for popping one off. A wave of sound is to wash over thine naked form, the mummification of inner sound buried beneath the triple bass drum breakbeat, the electronic guitar scream and the throaty yet charming vocals of the ancients (preferably African in origin, as is the homo sapien, as is the underlying ego of the Earth system). Empathy through aural disaster.

Voodoo drum, sweat, 150μg of whatever. Party time. All the time. For a long long time.

Cenotaphs