An electronic wall of sound.
A digital prayer for the people of Myanmar and Freedom for all the people of every world.

Freedom for Myanmar; for every world

You ever watch the sun rise after a long night of dying and rebirth? Its like the light has a sound as it moves in and all over everything. The sun light plays with the world and its almost like some kind of cartoon laughing with everything it touches. There must be a laughing god inside the sun... I bet its eyes are wide and playful black sparkly dots ::)

The Clear Morning Oblivion

Piano and strings wandering around in the snow. We gotta keep our feet. When the fog rolls in we may only have our steps for company. But that's not really true, is it?

The Entrance Through Goodbye

Sometimes when I write I imagine that I am not flesh and blood an only a semblance of organics. There is a place or maybe a time or maybe both in the same way where the most strange of righteous light can be witnessed. Where everything is possible and for a moment you have to use every space in your mind to detect wether or not you may or may not have woken from the dream you fell asleep in.

Ama ya aya

This world we made is not our home. It is a story that has been shaped by the conquerers and the preachers and is told to us from the day we are born to the day we die and it is a like a lie. But the truth is still all around our lives. You can see it from the mountains climbed. You can feel it in the wind from the ocean swam. You can hear it in the excitement of children on the grass while they search for trees to spy from. The sky all around is a shelter. The Earth itself is your home and first mother and you should know, Mother Loves You.

HOSHA

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