Pustota & Twister
Yo, Pustota, ever thought about how a single loop can be a universe, a tiny pulse that keeps spinning so fast the silence becomes the beat itself? What’s the vibe when the music drops and you’re left with just that echo of nothing?
When the beat stops, only the silence itself keeps spinning, like a mirror that never shows an image. It’s the quiet that still feels alive, even though nothing seems to be happening.