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- This one is DEFinitely not for the lame...eh CLOUD (who has
- just skolled half a bottle of midori...sick man!)
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- - AncienTrance (The story behind AncienTech) -
-
- But blue numbers projected on a screen, I shiver in anticipation...
- slight droplets of perspiration materialise on my temples while the warm
- contact of the skivvy around my neck becomes insanely itchy. Strobe
- lights begin to flash, sending me towards a hypnogogic state of
- consciousness; a state of excitement fueled only by one-hundred percent
- pure adrenalin.
- Gradually the beat beckons my body in an overwhelming stir..resistance
- is useless..the ritual has begun. Males in an attire not dissimilar to
- mine, spread themselves throughout females like moontide washed over
- a rocky shore. The scene begins to thrive like a dream unleashed..
- one-hundred and one lost souls, working their lost bodies. Blue 5-o-1's
- and black stockings intertwined in a way almost perverse to the
- initiate..but always the same..always I stare,,fantasies escaping into
- my imagination and swirling, whirling, until I again remember to breathe.
- But I dare not join them for they are the common people; yet so
- beautiful..so enticing and so very unreal. But reality is where I
- stand and the internal energy I conjure is stronger than the impulsive
- force drawing me into the vibration of the bass and the rhythm of the
- beat. Their arms fly into the air as they stare deeply into the strobe,
- and an eerie techno scream thunders throughout the club..they have
- lost control..oh heavenly trance!
-
- My friends,..the everyday life of a D.J.
-
- - Flite - (jonny walker)
- kickin ass!
-
- Snail mail to:
- flite@yoyo.cc.monash.edu.au
- ..or call me for a chat if im logged in..
-