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“K” stood alone on the roof of a high-rise building with his eyes closed and listened to how the world lived out its last day. An asteroid approaching the planet at an incredible speed, until recently it did not pose any threat. Recently.
Having lit his fourth in a row, he finally opened his eyes and looked down. The street was noisy and lively as ever. People with families walked right along the roadway, shops were open in the mode: leave without paying, factory chimneys did not smoke, public transport did not run, the sky was clear. No steel birds or drones.
In a couple of days, the whole world accepted itself, came to life and calmed down. No hostility, no wars, no conflict. No one was hunting for fame, people or money. All around you could hear the steps and voices of those who were lucky enough to spend their last evening on earth.
Love, hate, hopes, disappointments... it all makes no sense now. The world itself, as such, has no meaning, thought “K” and once again struck his lighter.
For the third time, someone frantically tried to break through the door to the roof. "K" didn't even turn around. A lock of impressive size and a key that flew off the roof would still not have allowed the door to be opened. Meaningful hopelessness.
"K" had no one to say goodbye to. He is used to being alone, and right now, perhaps, this trait has come in handy more than ever.
Millions of alarm clocks will sound into the void, silence will devour everything that is not consumed by the flames, and no one will spill your favorite morning green tea with lemon on a single work suit or dress. No good morning, no ignoring in response.
"K" didn't like to talk. He didn't like much at all. There were only three things that he treasured and always carried with him. Honesty headphones and cigarettes.
In honor, “K” did not feel sorry for himself, or the planet, or anyone else. He did not remember moments from the past. He was thinking about the presentWhile the same thoughts floated back and forth in my head, as if in a small aquarium, the last night in the world slowly passed by the eyes of “K.”
Closer to dawn, the sky was filled with some unusual rumble and air raid sirens began to wail. “K” felt for the last cigarette in the pack, lit it and barely audibly said: fuck this, closed his eyes and pressed play.
Artist: Damne, Konstantin Darko
Title: Cold Future
Label: Wetland
Catalogue: WL10
Format: Digital
Genre: Electronic
Style: #Techno #Electro
Release date: April 2th, 2024
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