There is a new chapter being written, are you asleep at the wheel has the dust begun to settle, or have the pages lost their appeal timelines merge, new equations converge what’s the point if its all propaganda am I here or are you there can we see or it is all too unfair open … Continue reading Infinity

Open Mic

Like poetry in the dark, whispers that bring resonance of mystery and magic, of dancing and a light not deeply obscured by filters and cattle prods and the empty promises of a sound you want to hear that leads nowhere But the sound is so lovely and sound is so lovely and how could sound … Continue reading Open Mic