Interstellar bus ride

I am a speck of dust

Seated on the curbside of your thoughts

You are unaware of my presence

Yet my movements are less than subtle

Noticing me will cause you suffering

Trying to displace me will cause you pain

I am your fear and confusion as you stare off into into the voids

Your guide

Leader

As your eyes fix on a single leaf

In an instant, I’ve pulled your essence from it’s cage

And for that moment

You are nowhere.

⏸️

I’m on a bus to work and felt a rather disturbing pain in my chest.

Holding on to the rail that crosses the window, I am at the bus’s rear.

In my ear… A new piece I’ve made called ZONE 12…. I’ve found some new presets to sink into the atmospheric tones I enjoy. I hope you’ve seen the rest of my site and enjoy my magic.

Take care of yourself…