THE CAVE KENNY BEATS SERIES

One 10 minute beat from Kenny, 16-32 bars from a friend, every other week.( Wipe it out, he know what I'm talkin' about) R.I.P.

THE CAVE KENNY BEATS SERIES

TWITTER: Cave is a bi-weekly freestyle series hosted by Kenny Beats featuring a new artist each episode. We must have both been thinking the same thing. Maybe she’d admit it was a mistake to cheat on me in the first place with that guy from the Discord. Maybe my ex-girlfriend Shayna would finally take me back. Whatever song he thinks he’s playing right now, I just need to play one note on the giant piano to throw it all off and redirect the nature of all existence. Then I’d be the only person to ever change the outcome of the universe.Hmm. All I’d have to do is get down there somehow and step on one of the keys. If I’m here flying above the piano keys of reality, that means theoretically I can affect how it all plays out. Its hair was being pulled back violently by the wind. Why would I even try anything in life if I was already a part of someone else’s plan? Why would I try to make music myself? Why would I go up to Kenny’s attic in the first place and eat all of the insulation in the walls? I looked at the cat on my shoulder in desperation, but it offered me no sign of acknowledgment. I felt useless, just a cog in the machine of what? Some shitty, meaningless jazz piano solo? That sounds so fucking stupid, and I actually really enjoyed La La Land. Nothing I aspired to, nothing I planned, nothing I wanted out of life was really my own doing, I realized.Īt first I was struck by the beauty of this fact. My whole life -past, present, and future- was somehow just a small part of this tapestry being woven by God’s hands on this piano.

And what we were witnessing was God playing out the entire universe in real time. If I was following correctly, the demigod seemed to be implying that these invisible hands belonged to God. “It means it’s already written,” he replied.

“What does it mean?” I asked the demigod. I couldn’t make out the chords themselves, but it was advanced. Some keys would lower and others would rise back up, like a pneumatic player piano. And they were moving as though some gigantic, invisible hand was playing them. These massive shapes that on the ground appeared like skyscrapers, from up here looked like keys of a piano, alternating white and yellow gold. The following moments were definitely a blur, but when I found myself able to see again, we were overlooking this vast golden cityscape.įrom a bird’s eye view, I could see that the buildings were all arranged in a specific way. Attic Chronicles 11/26/21.Last time I checked in with you guys, I was flying on the back of a Kenny Beats-esque demigod through the glass roof of the Temple of 808s.

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