#DEATH PUNK 321 (Huey) **A collaborative work by HARV 外人 and CryptoChild.** In some culture it is believed Huey is god of the surf. It is with respect and reverence that DEATH PUNK 321 is created and with some trepidation any written information on Huey is ever shared. The legend of Huey can only ever be passed on orally and it is said there are consequences for doing otherwise. If you seek Huey you may learn of him. The following writings are offered with respect to Huey and acknowledging we are powerless in his realm. ******** Sacrifices were made and prayers uplifted A change: wind, swell and sand shifted You can hear them call to Huey ‘send her down’ or ‘send her up’ Doesn’t matter what they say - only that the surf will pump Huey gave what was asked for but it was too much It was the ride of a lifetime, an incredible rush Know that when Huey delivers the outcome is uncertain It may be your last ride, the final scene - cue the curtain. For his wave-lust this punk paid the ultimate price He was willing to pay it so didn’t think twice But in death he lives on and carves an eternal wave Heaven is not being trapped in an earthly grave So If you’re standing looking out on a still, lifeless day You know who to reach out to, to turn and pray. But be careful what you ask for, as it maybe given And there may be a price for perfect surf conditions A final word, a reminder to never drop in This punk rides the waves and you’ll pay for your sin. (By CryptoChild) ****** #An excerpt from ‘The Mythology of Huey’ The existence which knew itself as Huey Reached out into the universe of space and time Fumbling for a foothold in a swirling meaninglessness Huey found the molten spinning sphere of the earth And he slowed it and cooled it And the mighty oceans were formed. And the awareness of Huey Moved upon the surface of the waters For he had sensed the warm presence of a new life. And in the chord to space and time Huey experienced fulfillment. And he watched from beyond As time begat the creature of man And as man begat a multitude of ideas. But when man begat symbols in his existence, When he begat the vehicles of logic And moved within the world of his beliefs And more - begat meaning there; When man begat systems and judgement And became enmeshed in this nebulous world - Inside the tissues of his brain. When man lost the sense of Huey's presence: Of nature, Of existence, Of the deeper self, Huey was saddened. *** And with ears of bone The skull hears the trees communing As they stand alone Growing together toward the heaven. And the shadow within the skull Is bought to attend to the wisdom of the dawn. And as the wind turns In the cracks and crevices The skull moans As the moaning of a huge prehistoric bird Set by a twist of time High, High up on the pinnacles Of some windswept concrete city Watching the grey twilight of loneliness Spread across the horizons of eternity. And as the predawn glow Grows across the horizon of the second day The surfer stands to watch The first rays of the new day Gather in the heavens, Receiving the knowledge and the love Of the golden skies. And as a wave draws itself upward to reach its peak So the first sunbeams of the day Move in the gathering unity, And with the first glimmer of the sun As it rises up from the sea, They falls down united through the billowing golden clouds Downward through the gently moving breezes, Down between the murmuring leaves And into the skull. And in through the hollow of the eye socket Borne on the fleeting wings of a photon Come the visions of the living earth. And as time flows across the passage of a moment The skull splits open And the living sunshine chases out the shadows of a million years. (An excerpt from ‘The Mythology of Huey’) ****** **Unlockable Content:** The Mythology of HUEY in full Cryptovoxels build in Spaces: DEATH PUNK 321 (Huey) - under construction. ******* FIle Type: GIF Contact: HARV 外人 Twitter @punk_cipher CryptoChild: Twitter @xCryptoChild https://linktr.ee/CryptoChild
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