Deep Story nr. 111 l the awakening l by Fat Sushi

This hammering beat seems to be going on endlessly. A repetitive
rhythm is stomping through the synapses of my brain. It’s as if
the kick-drum from the boxes has eaten into my consciousness.
With each beat scraps of memory flash by as if they were under a
strobe light. Twitching body parts, faces full of emotions, tall
box towers and colorful lights uncontrollably pave their way into
my mind. The night seems to overpower everything and I cannot
resist it. The throbbing headache is soon mixed with a
longing for water. This unquenchable thirst, it seems like the
Kalahari has moved into my throat. I try to open my eyes but
can’t keep them open for long. It takes a while before these
blurry silhouettes turn into a clear view. But my arms and legs
do not want to obey my will. Paralyzed, I lie down staring at the
ceiling. Then I start to grin and think that I’m ready to give
everything again. It will soon be time for some new dancing
shoes. The old devil did it again. Everyone has danced to his
tune, in the truest sense of the word. The Raverend is truly one
of the greatest entertainers of all time. He has contrived to
connect the audience with some kind of magical glue, so that the
individuals have fused into a sort of supreme collective. The
spirit of this sweating and joyful being has driven each one ever
further. This DJ understands how to whip up the last energy
reserves from all these tired bodies. So I lie completely
exhausted but filled with feelings of happiness there, while my
mind is already beginning to ask for more. I need the passion,
the emotions and the stories that hide behind the electronic
sounds. Fortunately, there are now smartphones with voice control
... "Hey mobile, play the current deep story!"
"I play deep story no. 111 the awakening by Fat Sushi "