Lifting certain objects out of the darkness. Out of the noise, into existence. I imagine my light sweeping through zig-zags. Dawn. Environment streams in, jostling. At first… Read more ““listening is the light of the universe” somebody said.”
Lifting certain objects out of the darkness. Out of the noise, into existence. I imagine my light sweeping through zig-zags. Dawn. Environment streams in, jostling. At first… Read more ““listening is the light of the universe” somebody said.”