Dreamy morning in the studio. This year 4th August seems to be a completely 4th dimensional day. So I’m going with the celestial Cloud Atlas for work … always best to keep my conscious mind occupied so my subconscious can paint. Inclined toward the movie rather than the audiobook, principally for one of my favorite scenes of all time:
don’t worry, all is well; all is so perfectly damnably well
I understand now that boundaries between noise and sound are conventions
all boundaries are conventions waiting to be transcended
one may transcend any convention if only one could first conceive of doing so
moments like this I can feel your heart beating as clearly as I feel my own
and I know that separation is an illusion
my life extends far beyond the limitations of me
Now let’s see how Roxy (recently deceased) comes to life beyond the limitations of me.
