And then, there was music...

At first the warmth and tremor of a solitary pure quivering note amidst the backdrop vapid blanket death silence. Then, soon after, another, lonely, tentative and cautious but curious of its fellow glow child in the nothing void. In synchronicity they focus on their spirit twin, twinkling in each other's distance, overwhelmingly drawn and thrown before suddenly, with a violent explosion of europhic contact, they embrace and kiss and dance and thirst and inhale and consume, then scatter the glittering virgin harvest of their union out across the desperate absence darkness, a vivid cry and vital call for any listening to unite and glide travel with them in sonic brave adventure. And lo the plea was answered with magnificent abundance and the silence of the void came alive in vibration with new breathe and texture and light and truth and heart and hope and then, there was music...