there is something inside of you. a void. no. a protuberance. no. a virus. no. an inconsistency in temperature. no. a child. no. you've forgotten it.
you forgot something so stunning that it caused you to forget what you were doing. you tell yourself stories to soothe the emptiness. you become the sum of all you've forgotten. one day, you look in the mirror and you're old. you remember what you swore you'd forget. you carry on with your day.
in such a way, we endlessly forsee.
robert pepper (pas musique)
https://soundcloud.com/pasmusique
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qrZnvm__c4o
david ian griess
http://davidiangriess.tumblr.com/
alex cohen
http://alexcohendrums.com/
Sylva Dean and Me
http://www.sylvadeanandme.com/upcoming
Janna Pelle
http://jannapelle.com/