[00:00.000] 作词 : Samantha Rodrigues/Alika Vitória
[00:00.000] 作曲 : Samantha Rodrigues/Alika Vitória
[00:00.000]Moment One:Creation
[00:00.928]Earth.If you can even call it that.
[01:29.972]Floating blocks of matter moving in chaotic and incomprehensibly complex patterns.
[02:01.509]Lifeless. Earth is lifeless.
[02:07.074]Earth has been stripped of any of its recognizeable characteristics.
[02:44.176]Earth is not Earth. Earth is not a planet.
[02:51.597]Its round shape has been bastardized to the point in which the only to the point in which the only appropriate analogy would lie in a dough so thinly spread it rips and fuses with the universe as one.
[03:34.264]The scope of understanding is limited to the macro,because in the micro, the only way one could visually describe Earth is asking the other to immerse their mind and thoughts into an endlessly dense layer of white engulfing every facet of their being.
[04:31.772]A white whiter than you can reasonably imagine.
[04:36.953]A cold so extreme it transcends human understanding of coldness.
[04:41.047]Shapes and blobs move around.
[05:12.584]Many things have gone extinct on Earth, except form and movement.
[05:23.715]All energy. Energy never ends.
[05:29.280]It just transforms into something else.
[05:34.845]And energy moves.
[05:38.555]Energy never stops moving.
[06:06.382]Flowing.
[06:17.512]Infinite chemical reactions in an infinite amount of time.
[06:23.078]What was humanity again?
[06:28.643]I don’t understand much of the past.
[06:36.063]But I can observe a certain point in time.
[07:15.020]One microscopical, insignificant and endlessly fascinating moment that lies unseen in the grand scheme of the universe.
[08:23.659]Remaining energy floats through.
[08:25.514]Ancient energy.
[08:32.934]Truly ancient energy.
[08:38.500]One that has never changed its shape in any significant way.
[09:26.732]It oozes of... sex.
[09:34.153]It bounces back and forth for a millenia.
[09:41.573]Unstoppable, unchangeable force.
[09:48.993]Tentacle-shaped aura.
[09:52.704]Waving around.
[10:48.357]Suddenly, an explosion.
[11:36.589]Power. So much power.
[11:45.865]From the chaos, amidst the alien and inhuman images, the incomprehensible shapes,the vaguely understood ideas and the fields of existence far beyond post-humanity,two easily understood figures.
[12:43.373]Figures that were existent and recognized only trillions of centuries before the present moment.
[12:54.503]From the flickering,energetic, materially inexplicable realm of existence, arise a black bear and a lamb.
[13:50.156]Two animals. One next to the other.
[14:01.287]A persisting and immortal force that existed in what one would’ve seen only as a long dead singular point in time, coming back from the ashes through an influence not understood.
[14:56.940]Moment Two:The Bear anf The Lamb
[15:13.635]The two animals sit on top of a floating, ever-so-changing piece of land, whose properties resemble that of a hardened jelly, molding itself into different shapes like a piece of glass being twisted by heat.
[15:21.056]The bear and the lamb sit next to each other and embrace their presences as if they were seeking warmth within their bodies.
[15:32.186]Their figures stick out like a sore thumb.
[15:41.462]The consistency of their matter, the simplicity of their beings amidst the rapidly evolving and rapidly transforming bursts of energy.
[15:52.593]It all feels like little scribbles sitting among infinitely complex coordinates.
[16:00.013]Small, golden shiny particles float through the animals, snapping and sparkling in the bear’s body.
[16:05.578]The creature stands tall,irritated, agitated, angry.
[16:09.288]The lamb loudly and scaredly bleats, as if it’s trying to calm down its partner.
[16:20.419]A fascinating moment,a non-performative,genuine sign of pain,coming from two beings that should not feel pain.
[16:27.839]Two creatures that,despite carrying sentience,are still just energy.
[16:38.970]Yes, a puzzling, impossibly simple and reality-defying kind of energy,but still just... energy.
[16:44.535]Their insides don’t carry flesh,blood or nerves.
[16:48.245]But the pain.
[16:55.666]The slight and inconvenient pain that angered the bear...That was real.
[17:03.086]That was as authentic as it could be.
[17:08.652]To say their existence consists of endless contradictions is more than an understatement.
[17:12.362]The bear calms down.
[17:14.217]Its face carries a fascinatingly complex emotion.
[17:16.072]A subtle hint of sadness and guilt.
[17:21.637]It lays down as if it’s trying to make itself small, covering its head.
[17:30.913]The lamb approaches the bear.
[17:34.623]Their bodies closely touch each other.
[17:38.333]The lamb rubs its head on the bear’s fur, with nothing but intent delicacy and an overwhelmingly tender sense of care.
[17:47.609]The animals sleep together.
[17:53.174]Once they wake up, they leave the now-still piece of land they were in and walk.
[17:56.884]Just walk. Walk towards nowhere in particular.
[17:58.739]Just walk.
[18:04.304]Ever-so-slightly bothered by the sudden emergent reactions of the materially inconsistent ground they stand in and the way it interacts with their paws unpredictably, they walk,carrying with themselves the weight of a bizarre singular point in time.

作词 : Samantha Rodrigues/Alika Vitória
作曲 : Samantha Rodrigues/Alika Vitória
Moment One:Creation
Earth.If you can even call it that.
Floating blocks of matter moving in chaotic and incomprehensibly complex patterns.
Lifeless. Earth is lifeless.
Earth has been stripped of any of its recognizeable characteristics.
Earth is not Earth. Earth is not a planet.
Its round shape has been bastardized to the point in which the only to the point in which the only appropriate analogy would lie in a dough so thinly spread it rips and fuses with the universe as one.
The scope of understanding is limited to the macro,because in the micro, the only way one could visually describe Earth is asking the other to immerse their mind and thoughts into an endlessly dense layer of white engulfing every facet of their being.
A white whiter than you can reasonably imagine.
A cold so extreme it transcends human understanding of coldness.
Shapes and blobs move around.
Many things have gone extinct on Earth, except form and movement.
All energy. Energy never ends.
It just transforms into something else.
And energy moves.
Energy never stops moving.
Flowing.
Infinite chemical reactions in an infinite amount of time.
What was humanity again?
I don’t understand much of the past.
But I can observe a certain point in time.
One microscopical, insignificant and endlessly fascinating moment that lies unseen in the grand scheme of the universe.
Remaining energy floats through.
Ancient energy.
Truly ancient energy.
One that has never changed its shape in any significant way.
It oozes of... sex.
It bounces back and forth for a millenia.
Unstoppable, unchangeable force.
Tentacle-shaped aura.
Waving around.
Suddenly, an explosion.
Power. So much power.
From the chaos, amidst the alien and inhuman images, the incomprehensible shapes,the vaguely understood ideas and the fields of existence far beyond post-humanity,two easily understood figures.
Figures that were existent and recognized only trillions of centuries before the present moment.
From the flickering,energetic, materially inexplicable realm of existence, arise a black bear and a lamb.
Two animals. One next to the other.
A persisting and immortal force that existed in what one would’ve seen only as a long dead singular point in time, coming back from the ashes through an influence not understood.
Moment Two:The Bear anf The Lamb
The two animals sit on top of a floating, ever-so-changing piece of land, whose properties resemble that of a hardened jelly, molding itself into different shapes like a piece of glass being twisted by heat.
The bear and the lamb sit next to each other and embrace their presences as if they were seeking warmth within their bodies.
Their figures stick out like a sore thumb.
The consistency of their matter, the simplicity of their beings amidst the rapidly evolving and rapidly transforming bursts of energy.
It all feels like little scribbles sitting among infinitely complex coordinates.
Small, golden shiny particles float through the animals, snapping and sparkling in the bear’s body.
The creature stands tall,irritated, agitated, angry.
The lamb loudly and scaredly bleats, as if it’s trying to calm down its partner.
A fascinating moment,a non-performative,genuine sign of pain,coming from two beings that should not feel pain.
Two creatures that,despite carrying sentience,are still just energy.
Yes, a puzzling, impossibly simple and reality-defying kind of energy,but still just... energy.
Their insides don’t carry flesh,blood or nerves.
But the pain.
The slight and inconvenient pain that angered the bear...That was real.
That was as authentic as it could be.
To say their existence consists of endless contradictions is more than an understatement.
The bear calms down.
Its face carries a fascinatingly complex emotion.
A subtle hint of sadness and guilt.
It lays down as if it’s trying to make itself small, covering its head.
The lamb approaches the bear.
Their bodies closely touch each other.
The lamb rubs its head on the bear’s fur, with nothing but intent delicacy and an overwhelmingly tender sense of care.
The animals sleep together.
Once they wake up, they leave the now-still piece of land they were in and walk.
Just walk. Walk towards nowhere in particular.
Just walk.
Ever-so-slightly bothered by the sudden emergent reactions of the materially inconsistent ground they stand in and the way it interacts with their paws unpredictably, they walk,carrying with themselves the weight of a bizarre singular point in time.