Saturday, February 26, 2022

The I-20 Chronicles Mission Statement

 Check us out as we change the game up, even change our name up! we’re going from the Sonic Assault to the I-20 Chronicles. 

Still kicking game up in this piece, the saga / struggle continues aka life goes on as the toil and strife goes on; check out these updated Book of Chronicles but we’re still digital crate digging launching Sonic Assaults against those responsible for these and those!

This is the mission statement, the saga / continues there’s no abatement plus it’s easy for the train of thought to have a derailment!

The mission? not late with it, right on time per the Brothers Johnson! we’re dropping this breakbeat science! this mission? we’re not failing it!

But what’s up with it? sometimes it seems the mothership trudged through the galaxy.

The hooptie/ mothership had lights blinking on the instrument panel plus it was marked by battle scars; society raised bars, they judged us as criminals with our vehicle out on I-20 in Atlanta involved in a getaway.. ..from behind internal and external prisons / bars; all about peace, we left places like Ukraine dealing with types like those Russians; we took flight to avoid war.. ..out by Pluto and Mars, intergalactic with it out by the starlight forest; success? not for us, we didn’t get far.

Check the status; what was the word from the apparatus? accept this! there could be no other, that’s what they tell me.
Then they holla at us / bother me / smother me with tales of a nuclear winter and other haunting winter melodies. Way way out there in natural studios as the echo / reverb from the urban / suburban and even the prairie atmospheres and all it’s dogs provided sound affects. Way Way Out There? oh yeah! per blasting off from our runway / gateway to the universe from out here on I-20 in Atlanta! earlier? downtown cutting the corner in the hooptie like the wind whistled around skyscrapers; one step ahead of authorities serving papers? oh yeah, there's no respect!

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