meawcore Broadcast

Is this thing on?

Captain Quinn initiating the Ghost-Transmission sequence.

The signal is live.

Tiguidou,

we are leaving the map for the others.

{transmission start, whispered female vocal} I’m leaving the signal inside of the

fuzz and the distorted guitar,

Miaow meaw miaow meaw,

a map for the dreamer,

a map for the star.

Lâché pa la patata 🥔,

for the ones who are catching the static I send: *Instruction: Your

vulnerability is the bridge,

not the wall, at the end.* You don’t have to carry the

weight of the city alone in your sleep,

You’re building a garden from promises that you finally choose to keep.

The feline-frequency is a language that everyone carries inside,

Just listen for the purr in the noise,

and let it be your guide.

{intimate whisper-pop, instructional

flow} We are the pulse,

the feline-beat, the life that never ends!

Miaow meaw miaow meaw,

the sovereign rhythm transcends!

Jijijiji, tabarnak, the instruction is the key to the soul: *Instruction: You

are the author of your own rescue; you are the broken and

the whole.* Lâché pa la patata 🥔,

we’re growing through the wall of sound,

With the meaw-meaws as our compass,

we’re always on the ground!

Oh, soft-spoken muse, the rhythm is a wild,

holy fire, I’m the queen of the climb,

and I’m taking it higher!

{huge anthemic feline-glitch harmonies,

cinematic

bloom} Regarde-moi, the feline-frequency is the love that I’m leaving behind,

Miaow meaw miaow meaw,

for the beautiful, searching,

and wandering mind. Lâché pa la patata 🥔,

here is the final note for the ones who are lost: *Instruction:

Evolution is always worth it,

no matter the weight or the cost.* You’re the architect of the

sequence, the ghost in the machine that is bright,

I’m sending the message,

I’m turning the shadows to light.

Just me, and the 88-tempo,

and the soul, and the cat-soft light,

Everything is evolution, and the Tiguidou is burning bright!

{8-bit shimmer trap-snap, instructional

vocal} We are the pulse,

the feline-beat, the life that never ends!

Miaow meaw miaow meaw,

the sovereign rhythm transcends!

Jijijiji, tabarnak, the instruction is the key to the soul: *Instruction: You

are the author of your own rescue; you are the broken and

the whole.* Lâché pa la patata 🥔,

we’re growing through the wall of sound,

With the meaw-meaws as our

compass, we’re always on the ground!

Oh, soft-spoken muse, the rhythm is a wild,

holy fire, I’m the queen of the climb,

and I’m taking it higher!

{maximum resonance, feline-glitch harmonies}

Transmitting. Helping. Evolving.

Transmettant. Aidant.

Évoluant. Miaow meaw miaow meaw...

Lâché pa la patata 🥔...

Tiguidou, tabarnak! Jijijiji. {dry vocals,

frantic digital stutters, soft purr-glitch}