the jam

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a fine exhibit, the interplay of light & dark in soundscapes of time's turning

sweet haunting melodies dancing over angelic rhythms drummed against the skulls of loved ones lost to wars

gracefully heeding callings to redeem our children from legacies of violence perpetrated in Godly decrees

chords of major significance diminished through minor infractions, tension & release adding color to the storyline of good vs. evil

as only veterans of symphonic architecture have refined ears to hear, the finest details buried for those without depth of sight yet seeds awaiting to sprout

at the tortoise's pace, development of the holistic view unfolds

blinded to half the picture by judgements cast, we hide & seek from ourselves the arcane scales in which treasures are weaved

yet we pass onto all that untold in words through frequency

timid yet dashing & audacious with chants fanatical, humming in solitude through nights lit by silent lightning

both but bleak & radiant glaring dependent upon the angle of reception, resonant in truth or dissonant in conflict with ego

amplification ushering dawning insights where only before shadows cast, reverberations potent in

newfound consciousness blanketing realms seen as though the first time with open third eyes

last, but not yet begun, in displays of talent forged through caverns of hermitude, shine forth our songs

exquisite in riding waves of emotion through ebbs & flows, intelligence morphs between sound & light

not in museums or epitaphs, etched the mark of breath into air

notes dancing in the space between yin & yang

here, we jam

the jam | Ecency