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People move towards water much the way water settles

unto itself... incessantly, sometimes rapidly; others with

the patient grace of sand... stirring until it falls and

surrenders to the inevitable will of the sea.


Sounds are places. Sounds are voices. Sounds are the

language of colour and they are invisible. Sounds are the

bridge between the tangible and the atmosphere... the

atmosphere and the dimensions of spirit.


In this way, sounds are created by visions and dreams...

seen by memory and known by faith. Sounds combine

the way hearts do. They are movement... swimming as

fins, sailing as wings, asking questions that don't await

resolve... but watch as the thoughts rise up like bubbles

only to breathe.