#DEATH PUNK 321 (Huey)
A collaborative work by HARV 外人 and CryptoChild.
In some culture it is believed Huey is god of the surf.
It is with respect and reverence that DEATH PUNK 321 is created and with some trepidation any written information on Huey is ever shared. The legend of Huey can only ever be passed on orally and it is said there are consequences for doing otherwise.
If you seek Huey you may learn of him.
The following writings are offered with respect to Huey and acknowledging we are powerless in his realm.
Sacrifices were made and prayers uplifted
A change: wind, swell and sand shifted
You can hear them call to Huey ‘send her down’ or ‘send her up’
Doesn’t matter what they say - only that the surf will pump
Huey gave what was asked for but it was too much
It was the ride of a lifetime, an incredible rush
Know that when Huey delivers the outcome is uncertain
It may be your last ride, the final scene - cue the curtain.
For his wave-lust this punk paid the ultimate price
He was willing to pay it so didn’t think twice
But in death he lives on and carves an eternal wave
Heaven is not being trapped in an earthly grave
So If you’re standing looking out on a still, lifeless day
You know who to reach out to, to turn and pray.
But be careful what you ask for, as it maybe given
And there may be a price for perfect surf conditions
A final word, a reminder to never drop in
This punk rides the waves and you’ll pay for your sin.
(By CryptoChild)
#An excerpt from ‘The Mythology of Huey’
The existence which knew itself as Huey
Reached out into the universe of space and time
Fumbling for a foothold in a swirling meaninglessness
Huey found the molten spinning sphere of the earth
And he slowed it and cooled it
And the mighty oceans were formed.
And the awareness of Huey
Moved upon the surface of the waters
For he had sensed the warm presence of a new life.
And in the chord to space and time
Huey experienced fulfillment.
And he watched from beyond
As time begat the creature of man
And as man begat a multitude of ideas.
But when man begat symbols in his existence,
When he begat the vehicles of logic
And moved within the world of his beliefs
And more - begat meaning there;
When man begat systems and judgement
And became enmeshed in this nebulous world
- Inside the tissues of his brain.
When man lost the sense of Huey's presence:
Of nature,
Of existence,
Of the deeper self,
Huey was saddened.
And with ears of bone
The skull hears the trees communing
As they stand alone
Growing together toward the heaven.
And the shadow within the skull
Is bought to attend to the wisdom of the dawn.
And as the wind turns
In the cracks and crevices
The skull moans
As the moaning of a huge prehistoric bird
Set by a twist of time
High,
High up on the pinnacles
Of some windswept concrete city
Watching the grey twilight of loneliness
Spread across the horizons of eternity.
And as the predawn glow
Grows across the horizon of the second day
The surfer stands to watch
The first rays of the new day
Gather in the heavens,
Receiving the knowledge and the love
Of the golden skies.
And as a wave draws itself upward to reach its peak
So the first sunbeams of the day
Move in the gathering unity,
And with the first glimmer of the sun
As it rises up from the sea,
They falls down united through the billowing golden clouds
Downward through the gently moving breezes,
Down between the murmuring leaves
And into the skull.
And in through the hollow of the eye socket
Borne on the fleeting wings of a photon
Come the visions of the living earth.
And as time flows across
the passage of a moment
The skull splits open
And the living sunshine chases out
the shadows of a million years.
(An excerpt from ‘The Mythology of Huey’)
Unlockable Content:
The Mythology of HUEY in full
Cryptovoxels build in Spaces: DEATH PUNK 321 (Huey) - under construction.
FIle Type: GIF
Contact: HARV 外人 Twitter @punk_cipher
CryptoChild: Twitter @xCryptoChild https://linktr.ee/CryptoChild
A collective of CryptoArtists killing 666 Punks as ART.
DEATH PUNK XMAS 2022 out now. Check your 0x.
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#DEATH PUNK 321 (Huey)
A collaborative work by HARV 外人 and CryptoChild.
In some culture it is believed Huey is god of the surf.
It is with respect and reverence that DEATH PUNK 321 is created and with some trepidation any written information on Huey is ever shared. The legend of Huey can only ever be passed on orally and it is said there are consequences for doing otherwise.
If you seek Huey you may learn of him.
The following writings are offered with respect to Huey and acknowledging we are powerless in his realm.
Sacrifices were made and prayers uplifted
A change: wind, swell and sand shifted
You can hear them call to Huey ‘send her down’ or ‘send her up’
Doesn’t matter what they say - only that the surf will pump
Huey gave what was asked for but it was too much
It was the ride of a lifetime, an incredible rush
Know that when Huey delivers the outcome is uncertain
It may be your last ride, the final scene - cue the curtain.
For his wave-lust this punk paid the ultimate price
He was willing to pay it so didn’t think twice
But in death he lives on and carves an eternal wave
Heaven is not being trapped in an earthly grave
So If you’re standing looking out on a still, lifeless day
You know who to reach out to, to turn and pray.
But be careful what you ask for, as it maybe given
And there may be a price for perfect surf conditions
A final word, a reminder to never drop in
This punk rides the waves and you’ll pay for your sin.
(By CryptoChild)
#An excerpt from ‘The Mythology of Huey’
The existence which knew itself as Huey
Reached out into the universe of space and time
Fumbling for a foothold in a swirling meaninglessness
Huey found the molten spinning sphere of the earth
And he slowed it and cooled it
And the mighty oceans were formed.
And the awareness of Huey
Moved upon the surface of the waters
For he had sensed the warm presence of a new life.
And in the chord to space and time
Huey experienced fulfillment.
And he watched from beyond
As time begat the creature of man
And as man begat a multitude of ideas.
But when man begat symbols in his existence,
When he begat the vehicles of logic
And moved within the world of his beliefs
And more - begat meaning there;
When man begat systems and judgement
And became enmeshed in this nebulous world
- Inside the tissues of his brain.
When man lost the sense of Huey's presence:
Of nature,
Of existence,
Of the deeper self,
Huey was saddened.
And with ears of bone
The skull hears the trees communing
As they stand alone
Growing together toward the heaven.
And the shadow within the skull
Is bought to attend to the wisdom of the dawn.
And as the wind turns
In the cracks and crevices
The skull moans
As the moaning of a huge prehistoric bird
Set by a twist of time
High,
High up on the pinnacles
Of some windswept concrete city
Watching the grey twilight of loneliness
Spread across the horizons of eternity.
And as the predawn glow
Grows across the horizon of the second day
The surfer stands to watch
The first rays of the new day
Gather in the heavens,
Receiving the knowledge and the love
Of the golden skies.
And as a wave draws itself upward to reach its peak
So the first sunbeams of the day
Move in the gathering unity,
And with the first glimmer of the sun
As it rises up from the sea,
They falls down united through the billowing golden clouds
Downward through the gently moving breezes,
Down between the murmuring leaves
And into the skull.
And in through the hollow of the eye socket
Borne on the fleeting wings of a photon
Come the visions of the living earth.
And as time flows across
the passage of a moment
The skull splits open
And the living sunshine chases out
the shadows of a million years.
(An excerpt from ‘The Mythology of Huey’)
Unlockable Content:
The Mythology of HUEY in full
Cryptovoxels build in Spaces: DEATH PUNK 321 (Huey) - under construction.
FIle Type: GIF
Contact: HARV 外人 Twitter @punk_cipher
CryptoChild: Twitter @xCryptoChild https://linktr.ee/CryptoChild
A collective of CryptoArtists killing 666 Punks as ART.
DEATH PUNK XMAS 2022 out now. Check your 0x.
DEATH PUNK ZINE
- Sales
- Transfers