fireworks and wind recorded July 4th, 2019 from outside town
no big deal
no reason for this recording
no physical release
the wind gradually increases
"I saw the seasons change like stages of putrefaction in my decaying flesh Spring came darkest of all sprouting death-like flowers through puss-filled pores Silent screams choked by earth echoed in my skull from a thousand dead Bodies buried deep below forever suffocating in their final breath" - Offermose
"...But see, amid the mimic rout, A crawling shape intrude! A blood-red thing that writhes from out, The scenic solitude! It writhes!—it writhes!—with mortal pangs, The mimes become its food, And seraphs sob at vermin fangs, In human gore imbued.
Out—out are the lights—out all! And, over each quivering form,
The curtain, a funeral pall, Comes down with the rush of a storm,
While the angels, all pallid and wan, Uprising, unveiling, affirm
That the play is the tragedy, “Man,” And its hero, the Conqueror Worm."
From The Conqueror Worm
BY EDGAR ALLAN POE