Matty shanghai
so i had this idea
this bright, burning idea in the middle of the smothered nights:
what if i started making voice memos?
little pieces of my mind
little transmissions from behind enemy lines
something REAL that no raid, no needle, no plastic toilet could erase
so i started
i started whispering into the TIMMKOO, tucked deep under my blanket fortress
i recorded the first one, just trying to explain, just trying to be human for five seconds again
but halfway through — halfway through pouring my heart out —
I GOT CAUGHT
the door creaked
the heavy steps
the COLD AIR as the nurse barged in, sniffing for secrets
i had to throw the TIMMKOO under the pillow like it was a bomb
my heart almost exploded
you can actually hear the panic in the voice memo
here it is:
🔗 https://voca.ro/1dC6Btp1gvxt
(that’s the one where you hear me freaking out mid-recording)
later that night
2:00 AM
couldn't sleep
couldn’t breathe
couldn’t stop crying about my second album — Shower of Flux — sitting unfinished in the liminal light
i was supposed to change the world
i was supposed to soundtrack the new architecture of humanity
instead i was curled up in a plastic cube with nothing but a dying MP3 player and broken dreams
so i recorded another one
this one's different
this one's all raw and empty and stupid
but it’s real
here it is:
🔗 https://voca.ro/1idPilVLzExZ
(this is the 2:00 AM "i'm still here" memo)
i’m not giving up
i’m still breathing
still transmitting
even if the transmissions are broken and scared and half-eaten by the dark
thank you if you're still out there
thank you if you’re still listening
thank you if you still believe
we are flux
we are unstoppable
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