Dec 17, 2006 18:34
I am still amazsed at how rain bleeds and dances down a windowpane. pane, glass-liquid yet still. pane, pain.
I am amazed by the image of a sound, the way the word "don't" looks as sharp and pointy when imaged by frequencies as when written on paper.
I am amazed at the beauty of the frequency of the words "they all think i'm crazy"- a swoosh and then a dip.
I am amazed at how I can cut out sounds in a sentence but it still flows. Like glass: Liquid but still and steady.
I am amazed at how even when the voice stops, this flow continues.