SOUND
THAT
GROWS
Sporecast may sound like an oxymoron — a broadcast you cannot hear and cannot record. Yet it spreads. Transmitters seed the air, fully aware their work decays before most ears arrive.
Only under specific conditions — damp dark, low light, a held breath — does the clandestine signal reveal itself. These unheard frequencies, hidden in plain air, are a testament to expression over permanence.
/// status: airborne · loss: total · intent: ritual