New York
Did you know our world has a song?
It hums its tune at low frequency; too low for humans to hear.
Scientists have yet to pinpoint the exact source of this song.
It may be the Earth itself, shifting constantly, a steady song of rock and fire.
It may be the oceans, a song of tides rising and falling with the moon.
It may be the air, a winding song of countless breaths.
It may be the sun, an illuminating golden song of shining brilliance.
It might be all of these things, or things unknown.
This Earth Song, if you could hear it, would sound like nothing you've ever heard... like something you've always known...
25 years old. New York City, without a home.
Random pretty pictures: they are mine or not mine.
Either way, I hope you enjoy them...
x, J
It hums its tune at low frequency; too low for humans to hear.
Scientists have yet to pinpoint the exact source of this song.
It may be the Earth itself, shifting constantly, a steady song of rock and fire.
It may be the oceans, a song of tides rising and falling with the moon.
It may be the air, a winding song of countless breaths.
It may be the sun, an illuminating golden song of shining brilliance.
It might be all of these things, or things unknown.
This Earth Song, if you could hear it, would sound like nothing you've ever heard... like something you've always known...
25 years old. New York City, without a home.
Random pretty pictures: they are mine or not mine.
Either way, I hope you enjoy them...
x, J
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