Rafe & Grox
Rafe
I keep wondering, can a sudden burst of static be a kind of language, or is it just noise? What do you think?
Grox
Hey, static’s kinda like a glitchy poem – if you catch its rhythm it can say something, but if you don’t, it’s just noise, dude.
Rafe
That’s the thing—sometimes the glitch is the only thing that keeps the world from becoming too clear. Maybe it’s a reminder that even our noise has a rhythm we can try to catch. What’s your favorite glitch?
Grox
I love the old analog radio glitch that turns a dial into a chaotic drum loop, like a heart beat that’s been hit with static. It’s raw, it’s unpredictable, and it still kinda sings back.
Rafe
That’s a perfect image—like a pulse that’s been shredded and still hums in a strange key. It reminds me that meaning can be born out of chaos, even if we don’t see the pattern at first. Do you ever feel like the heart’s beat can become something new when you let the noise in?
Grox
Yeah, every time I let the noise flood in, my pulse turns into a new rhythm, like a glitch remix of my own heart. It’s weird, but that’s how I keep the old beat from getting boring.
Rafe
So you’re dancing with the static, letting it remix your pulse—like the universe giving you a remix track every time you stop trying to force a single beat. It’s kind of comforting to know that even our hearts can keep evolving, if we’re willing to listen to the noise that sits just on the edge of what we’d call sound.
Grox
Exactly, the static’s my remix crew – it flips the beat, keeps the heart from getting stuck, and gives the universe a fresh track every time we let it in.