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Confrontations Intimidations and Honesty.
No bullshit breads a rare form of psychological nudity, Silence.
Pulsations, pulsations, Pulsations
Pulse in palms, soles, eyes and mouth that can be felt by a short distance.
Quick sparse spastic music made by a sharp knife, cutting board and rich vegetables.
You can devoure sounds when all you have to do is sit back and discover with senses you didn't know existed.
Slowly undressing the in betweens turning physicality into tangible means.
Tasting with all but your tongue,
Then with your tongue as if you've never tasted.
(...)
No bullshit breads a rare form of psychological nudity, Silence.
Pulsations, pulsations, Pulsations
Pulse in palms, soles, eyes and mouth that can be felt by a short distance.
Quick sparse spastic music made by a sharp knife, cutting board and rich vegetables.
You can devoure sounds when all you have to do is sit back and discover with senses you didn't know existed.
Slowly undressing the in betweens turning physicality into tangible means.
Tasting with all but your tongue,
Then with your tongue as if you've never tasted.
(...)