Updated 12012022-120514
TO CONCLUDE: the end of September's letter from me, once again. pic.twitter.com/XRS2UqAJvN
— 𝗗 𝗔 𝗩 𝗢 𝗗 (@NeoYokel) November 20, 2016
If death is the ultimate silence, and cacophony is in ultimate opposition of silence, than to be alive is to be noisy, yes?
A predominant sentiment in literature throughout human history has been a desire to feel alive, and a great many spiritual belief systems fudamentally regard life (and/or everlasting life) to be most Holy. Therefore, if we want to be Holy; if we want to live forever, we must be as loud as possible.
Extratone's namesake is perhaps the clangorest musical genre that will ever exist. I'm not sure if that makes us divine, but at least we know we are alive.
Friends and colleagues, Let us be loud.
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