I do this not because I must, but because I wish to do so.

Play a Vibration in the Rhythm of Dreaming // and slowly transform it // into the Rhythm of the Universe

and as I stood there, I thought I understood Everything

Evidently, nothing is perfect. The Chorus told me this fact, through their half-tongues.

I sat there, making music for airports. I was fed up with Life.

Play a sound // with the Certainty // that you have an infinite amount of Time and Space

A flock of birds appears before you, but this time they refuse to acknowledge your presence. You wait patiently.

Outside, a creek calls to you. You are overwhelmed with Grace.

Close your Eyes. just Listen.