conviviality

Start: Please press play... When Water Comes to Life-Cloud Cult
it's hard to track the beginnings down, what goes around comes around and you can never be sure where this thing initiated itself, but it rushes around circularly, winding, winding, twining around my obsessed mind and knowing that it will find refuge and sew a whole crop full of creations. the overwhelming children of imagination wander through the forests and I hear there whispers. at first, the voices are jumbling, mumbling muffled sounds- these are the ideas that push through the walls in my brain and eventually drip out my eyes, ears, mouth and nose. they're pouring out uncontrollably like water into a pierced bowl, cascading mermaids of nerves, excitement, and impulse.

slow down the speed, recognize what it is you're doing jesse...THEN LOSE IT! go go go, follow your intuition, your soul will take over your mind. let the mind go on vacation and travel to the memories of dreams dreaming and schemes scheming. hello poppy, hi mustache, hey clocks, take me to another time. I  want to go to the faire, the circus, the underground of misfit toys.

oh, what's this? a something in front of me? what are you little buddy? where do you come from? I've felt you inside me before, I think.... no I'm sure of it. your were the fire burning in my belly, the white noise in my head. I dreamt of you and instantly fell into obsession. it's happening again... I'm giving you too much attention, you nag of a thing, to want to know you right now is a burden. please understand, it's detrimental to your evolution that I know you. wait... wade... weight... I've released you from my grip and now the circus calls...