This quiet calm is more active than any other moment in my day. My mind is like the spark of current traveling over copper wires. Quickly. Quickly. Unseen. This stillness is being, a vibrant state, presence, movement, force, emotion, resistance, fury, and fire. These moments of calm before the day begins is the whole of my day. Like being completely devoid of self in a performance, or lost, abandoned to the mix between songs, I am present, ripe, visceral, awake, and almost non existent.
Here is not where inspiration comes, but where it exits. This is not the place to fill my mind, or my heart with anything. This is the moment for all flames to rise, and her steaming mists to evaporate into the vaulted ceilings of carefully carved hallways and antechambers. Here is where the page’s crisp features of blankness are restored. Here is where love exists. Here is where the moment is.
Atjazz Illumination
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Well said brother….Amen to that !
noting i say will make any sense…i just read everything you wrote…here…and if i said that in my head was that picture so i called and there you were would that seem strange….and if i said there are new lady type bugs in my garden cept they are green with black spots…they are gentlemen bugs…and that your words fulled my heart with love…and that i did like this thing i never do…a…you know a incantation…well then would you go with the 7 and not the eight and the thirty two…it is dishormonic other wise….oh wait you did…..ok so now all bull shit aside….i have heard your stuff before…i dont like crouds or trance like beat…dub is well lush and supple and well when i was listening to that piece above i was thinking of missasippi fred mcdowel…steakbone slide guitar…and this vission my mother had of where the birth of a new culture might come from…and see it has to do with illumination and it is not gold or red after it is born but luminecant blue and radiant…and growing from the core of music specifically..young men…like…well ….say these words to people and they will know they are not alone…tell these thing for the children to hear…this is how society can heal…this is how you healed something broken inside of me today….s.