Deep Story #109 | the big rave | AvoCado

After what felt like hours waiting in the queue, it's finally my
turn. I show my bracelet on which a capsule with red liquid is
attached. My dad always says it looks like a miniature of his
lava lamp he had in his bedroom as a child. The more I move, the
more the viscous liquid in the capsule moves with me. But it
doesn’t matter anyway. The only important thing is that it’s my
ticket to the parallel world ahead of me. I briefly hold the
capsule in a device and the door opens. In front of me is a
narrow dark corridor. I feel like being whipped up by the energy
of all the other people who have passed here during the last few
hours. In the corridor, one can only orient oneself by a weak
light, which falls from the big hall into the corridor. Oh, how I
longed to be back in this sacred place. These old walls with that
high gracefully shaped ceiling and the gigantic smoked glass
windows that make the entire interior come alive and seemingly
weightless, captivate me from the second I entered the dance
hall. A joyful excitement takes control of body. The ceremony, or
the "great rave", is about to begin. Just as the last participant
has entered the hall, a feeling of complete peace descends upon
the crowd. The weak light flickers one last time before plunging
the room into darkness. The tension rises into the immeasurable,
until at last a small rattling sounds cuts through the silence
like a knife. All senses focus on this sound. It takes you by the
hand and guides you. The feet start to move. Not only my feet,
but those of thousands of people. Vibrations begin to well up
from the ground. Suddenly a clapping sound abruptly ends the
rattling and resonates endlessly through the cathedral, until the
hi hats make their appearance together with the comeback of the
rattles. The crowd begins to shake from right to left and the
music gains in momentum every second. The dance steps make the
ground tremble. Lightning flashes inaugur the next phase. Now
begins the dull drone which will accompany us until the end of
the event. Our most faithful companion through the night. More
and more lightning flashes through the room and drives us on and
on. Slowly you can see the outlines of the people next to you.
They smile, sweat and move incessantly. Just when the eyes have
gotten used to the weak light, the world around us is plunged
into complete darkness again. But this darkness is not
accompanied by silence. This time ecstatic cheers break out. A
bright ray of light illuminates a pulpit in the middle of the
room. Mist slowly clears and the initiator of the surging energy
wave that floods the hall is revealed. He raises his arms and the
music slowly lowers until he pulls his limbs down and the full
force of the system releases the last of my endorphin reserves.
The "Raverend", the high priest of the evening, has thus
impressively entered the scene and taken control. Freed from all
thoughts, I let myself fall and let myself be swept away by his
music ... To help you to understand the introduction to our new
episode story as impressively as possible, our guest AvoCado
helps you to tickle your imagination with one of his atmospheric
sets. Let yourself be carried away by his composition until the
"Raverend" appears to you in the mind's eye. From now on there
will be a new chapter every month about the world of the "big
rave".