ray.D.oh wayvz.
The idea of radio waves is so bizarre. Throughout our life, our days and nights, songs, people’s voices, are traveling through us on radio waves. Through our bodies, through our minds. Britney Spears’ “Oops I Did It Again” just passed through my chest. There was nothing I could do about it. What if someone stuck a snag, like a fish-hook, on a radio wave, then sent it through the air. It would then latch onto someone and inject whatever the perpetrator wanted to seep into their victims. Or what if they manipulated the radio wave to drop off subliminal messages in our brains as it passed through.