musical interlude
By cait
The beat invades,moves in. Sluice.Fill every crevice.It carries me from thought to consciousness.Exacting and refracting,this is creation.Of movement,of sound.Tones that vibrate and undulate, exacerbating infinitesimal moments of existence.Time is compressed. Minutes become secondsthat hide in hours to pass by unheeded.Lost in lyric, melody, genius, andBeat.mmmm...music. Written January 19th, 2002 © on Jan 18 2002 04:49 PM PST 0 • 10
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"The beat invades,moves in. Sluice.Fill every crevice.It carries me from thought to consciousness.Exacting and refracting,this is creation.Of movement,of sound.Tones that vibrate and undulate, exacerbating infinitesimal moments of existence.Time is compressed. Minutes become secondsthat hide in hours to pass by unheeded.Lost in lyric, melody, genius, andBeat.mmmm...music...."