There is a tune playing in my ear. . .it has a seriously heavy beat with a dramatic sounding base.

It’s as if my ear drums are being battered by an acoustic jelly, with a delicious rhythm. . .

Do you ever get those moments when all of your life for one split second seems all aligned, all in sync, as if every globule of liquid within you flows to one rhythm?

Theres this mate of mine who plays drums, in fact he breathes drums, if you were to watch him play, whilst sticking your fingers in your ears to drown out all of the sound, he would look seriously strange, arms flailing everywhere legs thrashing around and a weird look across his face!. . .
But if you were to remove your fingers, so that you could hear the sound of the drum; then your ears, your mind and your flesh would fall into the very beat that he was playing.

. . .’exquisite’. . .

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