FROM HEAR TO LISTEN

Delicious sunrise, tablecloth lived up by a solo that later on will become a group sonata. The grateful guests, accompanists to a melody of change, will only need the help of their spoons and glasses. In the behavioral transformation the opacity will have sense no more. What an oscillating series of disturbing information, contradicting dogmas for so long compiled. No Messiah on top of any mountain, we live in a valley, where all that exists can be seen at first glance, without the fright of discovering unexpected folds holding miseries. To reverberate the sound of only one voice to the fill the universe may seem a task that only technological devices could accomplish, but it is only needed a dynamic one-to-one positive charged feedback to expand any sound to the furthest galaxy. Conductivity, reliance in the matter properties as the vehicle that will bring you to any imagined destination. The track has been heard incessantly for centuries with no apprehension, it can be called parrot knowledge, it seems like the speech is worn out… From hear to listen, to get open to start the seizing exercise of grabbing internal visualizations, which are true, real, transforming. I wish you well, wandering creatures populating earth, absorbed in trivialities and vane competitions. I don’t give up on finding a good discourse that will change a single fiber in the composition, transmitting from here, planet 11b, where things are simple, like they should. B_Nour