Choice is only real away from the 4D that encompasses and generates us.
Saturday, 12 July 2014
Louder.
When words can't even begin to describe a moment and silence is simply not good enough we close our eyes and turn the volume up. Up. Anxious to reach infinity and mix the pain and intensity with the sense of transcendence and isolation. As if a single experience could both shield us from the entire World and get the entire World at the reach of a single thought. Louder. Louder. Louder. Until the volume is so high, the only thing we can hear is this breath of weirdness and memories we call life.
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