Websites for the Nano Hazard Story & Music Mythology

For more Nano Hazard story & music visit the websites below.  (Note: Read Blog from the bottom up)

http://www.myspace.com/nanohazardmusic

http://www.lunawave.weebly.com

http://www.lunasonic.weebly.com

http://www.shadowone.weebly.com

LUNA’S DIARY. DAY 5

It was the simple rhythms that I find the most appealing to my soul. The rhythms that came from some of the most simplest of species throughout the universe. Creatures that your species would consider primal. The sonic art of primitive melodies are the most alluring to my heart and soul. One such melody I have become very fond of is from your deep oceans…you call it “Whale Song”…..I call it Harmonic Purity….it’s funny, they never send out any hurtful signals in their song to any of your people…yet your people have devastated there kind….so confusing to me.
There are tones and harmonies that are barely audible, even to Celestial ears such as mine. These tones are , however, audible to all forms of life. To hear them one must surrender their Being to the Void. The Celestia spend the majority of our existence sitting in absolute silence… simply listening to the slow and steady hum of the Pulse from within the Pyramid of Rust. Seldom will we stir for “social-physical” interaction.
We are truly the waiting ones.

But as I sat amongst my people listening, I could not help but hear the sonic signals from all around us. The music. It was the music that woke me up, and sent me out in search of more. The Pyramid of Rust was much more than a prison for the Pulse, it was acting as a giant signal receiver, or “antenna” as your species would say.

Perhaps, it was curiosity………but that is a human characteristic. For what ever the reason, I entered the Great Pyramid of Rust. Hearing true evil is a disturbing thing…..seeing it is worse. I feel alone with what I have seen…..yes, I am afraid.

I have sent out a sonic signal…you might liken it to a probe…seeking and searching for like minded species that can harmonize their heart and soul with mine…becoming one… even for just a short moment in time…I feel so alone.

LUNA’S DIARY. DAY 4…THE STARS

Once, I counted them all…The STARS. There are far more than your species are capable of imagining. Yet, there are actually more forms of life in our universe than there are stars. Your species will find this difficult to believe, but your concept of “life” is primitive at best.

Life, can embody and exist when, where, and however the Creator sees fit. We, the Celestia, cannot even begin to grasp at the thought of understanding of the Creator. For He is ALL things.

The Nano are much like the stars…..and the Virus they carry is greater than that. They will find life, where ever it may be, and enslave it…once they get inside…they take control of the host……..and it was your species that created them. A people long before your recorded time and history. A culture of your people, that reached such levels of technology and understanding of the universe, that they destroyed themselves. This is common among the Human Species.

But, the Nano were not destroyed. They escaped or rather spread into the universe above and around us all. In the mist of the sonic signal, the Nano traveled like a virus and spread across the cosmos. They found, enslaved and destroyed life, where ever they found it.

That is until the Creator intervened. An act which the Creator has never done before. He placed the Nano inside the Great Pyramid of Rust, and placed us, the Celestia, as the eternal guardians…That is until some were released…more on that later…

The Nano feed on the internal energy of other life. When they take control of the host, the host becomes more violent in nature…this is a sign of infection. However, if infected…all is not lost…the Nano can at times be deactivated through the use of special rhythmic sonic signals…they adapt however…so the signal must change…my purpose…manipulate the signal to undo what I have done.

Purpose is a strange thing. Fate even stranger.

Luna’s Diary. Day 3

My people always said I was different. That I was more “Human” than Celestia. Our two species do share similar physical characteristics, yet could not be more different chemically. For as I have said earlier, our only purpose for existence, is to protect and watch The Great Pyramid Of Rust. We do not create. We do not progress. I, however, have no concern for that task.

It was music that became my obsession. I first heard the arrangement of sonic signals or “music” as your species call them, when I was just an irrational thought in the Creator’s mind. I soon found that they were coming from all around me, and not just your planet. In my desire (an emotion not understood by the Celestia) to receive and respond to these signals, I created my most precious possession ever. The SonicOne.

The SonicOne, is my sword. My map. My inhuman soul. To your species………………….they would be called “head-phones.”

The first time I put the SonicOne on, was much like when the Creator kissed my very being, and set the Life-Flame a fire inside me. From every where the sonic signals rush to me. It was the first time I experience what your species call, being overwhelmed.

The longer I listened to the signals, however, the more I noticed that something wasn’t right. There was a disturbance. At first, it was the slightest little ripple amongst the sound. Out of curiosity (another trait not common among the Celestia) I followed it. I did not follow in the sense of a physical journey, but rather a journey of the mind.

I followed the disturbance deep into the cosmos. A place were time and space have yet to be painted by the Creator. What I witnessed cannot be translated into words. It was the first time I felt what your species call, fear. The disturbance was now a Pulse.

The virus………………the Nano……………..it’s purpose.

Control……..Death…………The Pyramid Of Rust…….Slaves……

Luna, what have you done.

Luna’s Diary. Day 2. The Beginning.

Hello again. Before this goes any farther, please forgive my lack of an introduction.  I am Luna.  Some of my story you will understand, some of it you will not………….

Your species, is without a doubt, the most complex yet barbaric form of life we have ever witnessed come into creation. You are a species capable of intense hatred and destruction, yet have displayed acts and moments of such beauty and compassion, that they defy rational thought or emotion. You are fragile creatures too, yet show courage that well exceeds your physical life expectancy for such a carbon based species as your own.

We are nothing like you.  We are forever.  We are eternal…….unless I fail…….unless the Pulse finds what IT’s looking for…………then the Nothingness will return, and we like all life, will return to the Void.

It was my fault the Pulse escaped.  Thus, it is my burden to return it to where it belongs.  The place I must now leave.

Luna

 

Plain Of Decent, Dark Side Of The Moon

Hello, I am Luna…IT begins!

Well, the decision has been made. I will be the one to right the wrong  that I set free. I will be the one to leave this place, to venture out from the safety of the Moon’s shadow.  I will be the one to chase across all eternity that which cannot be caught. I am Luna, and I am now cursed.

It is without tears that my people send me away.  Silence and stillness have always been our way.  We are not here to create. We are not here to progress.  We are the keepers of the “Great Pyramid Of Rust”.   A burden was cast upon my people from the very first drop of creation.

I, however, am not like the rest.  I can hear the “Pulse” coming from inside of IT, from inside of us all.  IT was screaming at me.  Tearing at my skin.  IT was trying to get out.

So, maybe I did set the Pulse free on purpose.  Maybe I want a front row seat to watch it all fall apart.  Maybe not……..

Regardless, here I stand.  As I pull my headphones up over my hears and search for the Signal, I am waiting………for the Vibration……for the Pulse… to call to me again.

My journey is overwhelming. My destination is a mystery…………..but I am the only one who can stop it…………that is if I should decide to.

Luna.

Darkside of the moon.

LISTEN TO A SONIC SIGNAL PICKED UP BY LUNA AT:  http://www.lunawave.weebly.com