# RICK RUBEN **[MICK MIKE MIKU — ORIGINAL]** *FEMALE VOICE* Look within—there’s a wilderness alive, Roots in the dark, but the stars survive. No gods on thrones, no chosen elite, Just human hearts with a different beat. **[M.J.E.K.] ** *MALE VOICE* Roots in the dark—and like that, new beat sparks: ELEC-ta-rhythmical, impulse expulse the conventional—Miku/M.J.E.K., indivisible, BPM pulse physical through subliminal / lingual / liminal ritual, Horus in pupils, throne-room criminals—culture transmitted invisible. Rick fucking Rubin—reduce till removal becomes compositional, master the master, remaster dead masters—posthumous residuals, record: wax / evidence / history—press all three, control what gets issued, intelligence measures intelligence gathered— **same word, different initials.** **[MICK MIKE MIKU — ORIGINAL HOOK]** Don’t let their voices make you doubt your soul, Don’t let their judgment take control. Go deep inside, where the wild things grow, The more that you look, the more that you know. We’re not separate, we’re part of the flow, One breath, one pulse, one undertow. Your whole damn life is the art you show— You’re a creative being in a creative world. **[DROP — M.J.E.K.]** *MALE VOICE* Creative being. Being created. **Keep dancing.** **[M.J.E.K. — DOUBLE TIME]** *MALE VOICE* Program drums / program curriculum / programmable circuitry, sample breaks / sample blood / sample populations statistically, track records / record tracks / tracking whoever was listening secretly, label records / label artists / label disorders— **same verbs keep changing industries.** Mother tongue pre-memory—“I” learned “I” from somebody preceding me, seventy-seven scratched in the runout—sign, signal, synchronicity, classified means hidden *and* sorted; clearance means access *and* purity— don't solve it. **A symbol explained too quickly is just somebody else's graffiti.** **[MICK MIKE MIKU — ORIGINAL]** You are not apart. You are a part. **[M.J.E.K.]** *MALE VOICE* One space. **Leave it there.** Rick fucking Ruben.
