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- Underground eXperts United
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- [ Listen Carefully ] [ By The GNN ]
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- "LISTEN CAREFULLY"
- by THE GNN/DualCrew/uXu
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- "Let me see, said the blind man"
- (Charles Dickens)
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- R. dropped the box again. Thankfully, the grass was quite soft here.
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- "Watch out! Don't destroy it!", K. screamed.
-
- K. steadied his grip around the large box and started to walk again. The
- ten feet high and six feet wide box was not so heavy but a living hell to
- carry. Antennas and heavy microphones were in the way everywhere.
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- "All the way up to the hill, my friend!", K. said in a jolly voice.
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- One hour later they were at the top of the grassy hill. R. put the box
- down and took a large sigh of relief. He sat down and watched the view.
- He could see the car at the foot of the hill. Around it, wood. Green,
- fresh wood everywhere.
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- "Paradise...", R. said with a low voice.
-
- "Yeah," K. said. "Not strange at all that he got all inspiration here!"
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- Platon. K. had always loved Platon. Even if he died thousands of years
- ago, his incredible thoughts never got out of style. K. was a genius.
- But he never thought of himself as one. He started to read in his early
- childhood and the first books that he opened was philosophy with great
- men like Platon, Aristoteles, Kant and Zenon. He read the books with
- a burning desire to meet them. He wanted to discuss the world with them.
- This was unfortunately impossible, since K. lived in the year 1992 and
- all the great men were dead. Advanced electronics captured his interest in
- his youth, but he never forgot about the ancient theories about the world.
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- Now he was sitting here. R. had helped him to carry his machine all the
- way up to the hill. This was the place where Platon had gotten his ideas
- according to many books. When K. one day read that Platon used to talk
- to himself loud about his ideas, before writing them down, he got an idea.
- Everything is eternal. Nothing can disappear. You can not cut an object
- into nothing. You just cut it in half half half half half half half...
- What about sounds? Sounds must be forever!
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- We breathe and sometimes we produce a sound. A word. A sentence. The
- waves run from our mouth and out in the large air. The sound is harder
- to hear on a distance, since the waves get thinner and thinner.
- But they can never disappear. You just had to produce a machine that could
- catch and increase the volume of small sounds. Sounds, so small that you
- couldn't believe it. Sounds, that were produced thousands of years ago.
- Sounds, from Platon.
-
- "Why do you want to hear Platon?", R. suddenly asked.
-
- "Maybe because he was the greatest, and maybe because this place
- is perfect for catching old sounds.", K. replied.
-
- This was sure a perfect place. Far away from modern "civilization" with
- hard and cold noise. Even when Platon lived, there must have been irritating
- sounds everywhere. That was probably the solution to why he walked several
- miles to get to this silent and beautiful hill. To think. To understand.
- And now, K. wanted to understand. He just didn't exactly know what...
-
- "Let's go to work!", K. said.
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- They begun to operate the machine. Small and big microphones was placed
- at different places around the box. K. turned the switch on, and sounds
- begun to flow into his ears from a couple of headphones.
-
- "Finetune it!", he shouted to R. on the other side of the box.
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- The box was completely silent. A small hum could be heard from it, but
- that was all. R. connected his portable computer to the box and started
- to tune the sensitive microphones to smaller and smaller sounds. Bypassing
- birds on the blue sky watched the two men with a laugh.
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- "It is finetuned to...the right time!"
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- K. listened. He couldn't hear anything. Just as he expected.
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- "Nothing here! Tune it six more hours!"
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- R. pushed some buttons on his computer. K. listened again. Still,
- everything was silent. He could hear some birds sing, dead since hundreds
- of years, but that was not what he wanted to hear. He wanted to
- hear the voice of Platon.
-
- "Damn!", K. shouted. "Tune it one more hour!"
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- Steps. Finally! K. heard someone walking towards the place. The steps
- suddenly stopped. Someone breathed heavily. Silence. And then...someone
- talked. Ancient words came through the phones.
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- "It's him! I know it's him!"
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- R. connected another set of phones to his side of the box.
-
- "Yep. It's him.", R. said even if he didn't understand a word of it. He
- hadn't got the education K. had about old languages.
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- They listened to him for several minutes. A cassette recorder inside the
- box taped everything.
-
- "Hey!", K. screamed. "Did you hear that?"
-
- "Well, uhm, maybe. What?", R. replied.
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- K.'s voice suddenly got very excited.
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- "He said something about why he sat here all the time!"
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- R. was about to make an unnecessary comment when K. stopped him.
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- "Oh Lord! He may be right! Who knows?"
-
- K. spoke very fast. R. hadn't got the slightest idea what K. could have
- heard but it was better to pretend than look like a moron.
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- "R.! How many years can you tune the machine back with the computer?"
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- R. tapped on the keyboard.
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- "Probably around...I don't know. Eternal I guess.", R. said.
-
- K.'s eyes opened wide. He stared into the sky. Then he quickly walked
- to R. on the other side of the box.
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- "Tune it as many years you can! Billions of billions of billions of years!"
-
- It took over an hour before the computer declared that he was not going
- to go a single zero more. The machine had been tuned to catch sounds made
- even before the big bang.
-
- "Why?", R. asked. "Why this?"
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- "Because...I think I heard Platon say something."
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- A painful silence occurred. R. couldn't stand it.
-
- "Yes? He said...what?"
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- K. looked upon the sky again. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes.
- R. was about to give up on getting answers when he said:
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- "Platon said...that this was a place that all great thinkers had visited.
- He said that...all great thinkers are sucked to this place. Everybody can't
- make it because everybody can't travel to this place. He was very lucky
- to be born here. Look at us! We are here!"
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- Silence again. R. was about to ask how the hell Platon could know
- something like that but he never got the chance to open his mouth.
-
- "Even...", K. continued. "Even the creator of the universe had been sitting
- here! It was from this place he created the universe! When he was ready, he
- made the earth, like a statue over his great creation!"
-
- R. begun to sweat.
-
- "Did he mean...God?"
-
- "No!", K. said in an angry voice. "Something...else...and he said that
- the creator had been sitting here for billions of years! We just...can't...
- miss...him! Come on! Go!"
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- They turned on the machine. They listened. A voice was perfectly
- clear to them. Even if it didn't speak any known language they understood
- every word of it. Hours passed. When night came, they still listened.
- They listened until dawn. When the sun begun to rise, K. took of his phones.
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- They looked at each other.
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- "So that was the meaning of life?", R. said sadly.
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- K. didn't answer. They didn't even bother to bring the box with them
- when they slowly walked down the hill.
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