voiceless from Experiment by Ibu Ikan

My first foray into ambience, this track is about walking home with a bag,
a bag really full of stuff you've spent the last 7 days collecting from unhelpful people who made you do all this extra stuff just to get the thing you came for, and your mum keeps calling you up and asks if you can make it to the thing and you forgot what she means by the thing so you rack your brain thinking and puzzling and then your mums voice echoes through the billions of copper atoms to your fucking ear hole "are you going to make it to dinner?? we have eggs and bread waiting for you"
you sprint home with this giant fucking cloth sack of pure burden but you're behooved to drag its sorry contents to the dinner party. you feel exhausted and deserving. you are content at the dinner table. you are naturally polite and engaged in thoughtful conversation. the day was done. give it up and let go for the eggs and bread. Hand out the bits from the bag to your family, sit back silently and listen to the ridiculous cacophony of excited hoomans playing with things they'd never seen before. Good.

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