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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

DEATH PUNK collection image

A collective of CryptoArtists killing 666 Punks as ART.

https://linktr.ee/deathpunk

DEATH PUNK XMAS 2022 out now. Check your 0x.

Visit DP HQ

DEATH PUNK ZINE

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Contract Address0x495f...7b5e
Token StandardERC-1155
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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

DEATH PUNK collection image

A collective of CryptoArtists killing 666 Punks as ART.

https://linktr.ee/deathpunk

DEATH PUNK XMAS 2022 out now. Check your 0x.

Visit DP HQ

DEATH PUNK ZINE

Polygon

Tezos

Category PFPs
Contract Address0x495f...7b5e
Token StandardERC-1155
ChainEthereum
MetadataFrozen
Creator Earnings
10%
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