An unreadable book in a non-English script, with no dictionary attached, is very puzzling . We become like linguistic oysters, we secrete around it, we encyst it into our metaphysic. But we don't know what it says, which always carries with it the possibility that it says something that would unhinge our concepts of things or that its real message is its unreadability. By claiming origin in pure formal systems, metafiction denies that it is a product of a given society, let alone of an individual author. We're looking at these creative records here, in this hypothetical crate of records.
Sound is like that.
I was trying to deal with that with my sound.