22nd of January 2018. Ibiza.
(Listening to Marconi Union. Sleeper.)
Light shines in different directions,
I see connecting lines of light
Seems as if they create the matter I can see.
A touch of light creates the objects I see
Thin beams of light bounce off and hit on another object
It now is there to see
Magic lies in light
Magic
Light
These two words seem to embody a lot of the experience I Had today as I walked.
As I found myself writing in my booklet, the words I was finding to try to explain this didn´t seem too perfect.
Almost like trying to write down a dream and as you put it into words you feel as though you are looking the essence of the experience and it is changing with the words you find to describe it.
It comes from the un-logical mind, and when trying to fit into our space-time continuum it fails to represent what it was.
