Mess Hall by J Warren / Alex Lepanto

We refuse the enlightenment see-sickness of fixed things-in-their-places. We refuse the light which casts fickle shadows of the wholly dark firmament the music teaches us to feel.

Revel in the mess hall of wonder things, dark depths of lush life leafed and gingerly rooted abundant weightlessness felt by ancestral ears and toes.

Deep dark sun shines and sighs can you hear it hmmmmm? Find your-self amongst ocean breath and planets taking places as darkness rumbles on. Feel her cooling touch of a brush dipped in ink from the back of your mind.

Revel in your song arising from the boundlessness of her midnight suns.

(saxophonica etc.)

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