ECHOES

Phantoms of a sacred dream creep in between the scenes. Drops of condensed sound echo inside the cube of reality. There is a thirst for the breaking point and the dam of consciousness bursts from the pressure of endless struggle in life. A vapor of mysterious calculations enters this untamed environment. Still the Echoes grow into a form of unseen aggression upon the mind and the wall comes down in a split crash. The pen delivers its answer on the page, so wait to be informed! Continuing on and on and on, until there is nothing. Quiet, for a calm movement is zeroing in and all is building to an unknown structure.

Animal screams are heard and then all is still. The silence becomes shattered with words struggling to find their way out. Howling winds and mock illusions of an intriguing sound pilots the horizon. Leave the intelligence behind and expect great moments to occur in random sights. RISING and resting on the wind the echo searches for its welcomed place and its home in listening. Stay with the sound, Don't look back along the corridors of roads already taken and explored! Time is conquering the ability to discover reason. Cancel the past and accept the Future.