This piece of music attempts to capture the sound of something as it occurs in your head, at that moment of inspiration, before it becomes actualised into a composed work. When in your head, and not committed to full existence in the created piece, the music and sounds are open in a way that gets lost as it becomes created into something tangible for listeners. This piece of music thus resists the temptation to become what it is, teetering constantly on the edge of existence and nothingness. It is thus written from the void, and tries to maintain itself within this.

After I wrote this piece of music, and had already named it, I came across this piece (pictured) by the incredible Bearz. We are spirit twins.

Sleep Well, Little One, And Hope. For All Else Is Lost

Gregory David Jackson