Sonic dreams 2
By turquin
Seated am I; mine eyes, in contemplation,closed. The hum of whirling fan blades in endless revolution behind me. The monotonic tone thereof, in stereophonic aura surrounding me. Yet, it is more than monotone that I hear, for my ears perceive also, harmonic offsprings in varied hues, engendered by the Father tone; each cadencing in pentatonic waltz upon the laddered scale. So intricate and beautiful, precise; a sonic microcosm of the cosmic language, that, when time was born, did speak the Seed-Word, Divine - LET THERE BE... Written October 22nd, 2001 © on Oct 22 2001 08:10 AM PST 10 • 0
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"Seated am I; mine eyes, in contemplation,closed. The hum of whirling fan blades in endless revolution behind me. The monotonic tone thereof, in stereophonic aura surrounding me. Yet, it is more than monotone that I hear, for my ears perceive also, harmonic offsprings in varied hues, engendered by the Father tone; each cadencing in pentatonic waltz upon the laddered scale. So intricate and beautiful, precise; a sonic microcosm of the cosmic language, that, when time was born, did speak the Seed-Word, Divine - LET THERE BE......"