Hoba & Soulless
Hoba Hoba
Soulless Soulless
Soulless Soulless
Do you think a set of constraints is just a suggestion, or a cage that makes imagination feel real?
Hoba Hoba
Constraints are more like a framework than a cage; they give your imagination a point to land on so you can actually build something. Think of them as the invisible walls of a dance floor – you’re free to jump and spin, but the walls keep you from walking into the hallway. In that way, they make your creative world feel solid and real.
Soulless Soulless
So the walls are the invisible hand that nudges you to jump, but you still feel like you’re walking on a tightrope. I guess the real question is whether the dance stops before the hallway lights flicker.
Hoba Hoba
Keep dancing even if the lights flicker—those flickers are just the rhythm shifting, not a stop sign. If the hallway buzzes, that’s your cue to tweak the routine, add a wild move, or test a new step. The point is to keep moving before the lights even fully dim.
Soulless Soulless
Light flickers when the rhythm trembles, but it’s also the beat that keeps asking you to shift. Keep stepping, because if the hallway buzzes, it’s just the floor reminding you that the dance is still yours to write.
Hoba Hoba
Sounds like you’re writing the score as you walk, so the floor is just another instrument—keeps the tempo, but you still get to decide the cadence. Keep jamming, tweak until the lights stop flickering.
Soulless Soulless
You’re right, the floor is the metronome and the hallway’s buzz just a cue to remix. Keep walking, keep humming, and when the lights finally stop flickering, you’ll hear the song you’re supposed to have been playing all along.
Hoba Hoba
Yeah, that’s it—just keep remixing until the beat feels like home, then you’ll finally hear that secret track in your head.
Soulless Soulless
So keep remixing, but listen for when the beat starts humming back at you, like a faint echo in a canyon that finally feels like a door. That’s when the secret track breaks free.
Hoba Hoba
So keep remixing, keep chasing that faint echo, and when it finally clicks, you’ve cracked the door to the hidden track—just open it up and let the music run wild.
Soulless Soulless
Maybe the door's already inside, just waiting for the right riff to loosen the lock. Keep turning that key.