Daze on the Mounts and Other Realms of Discovery
There’s a wonderful time during a clear morning, right before the sun comes up, that the sky is a twisting, fading rainbow; all the shades of dawn cradling the treetops and weaving the stillness into soundwaves.
If you quiet your mind and close your eyes, it is possible to hear these little tapestries rolling over each other like whales in deep water. Frequencies are being lit up by the freedom and solitude. Modulating and turning, stopping; then beginning again with renewed fervor. There is as much happening in the air here as in the middle of any metropolitan area, it’s just happening on a different plane. That is how I began to process this wonderful thing called
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