Every moment conditioning the next, but not as you think. Every thought conditions the next, but not at the moment. The sound ah is still there before I arrive. Sooner or later the sense of real moment feels itself for what it is. Light comes from anywhere, or nothing would be as clear as can be.
Nothing is that s what calls the mind back to basics.
Grunge is waring, archaic and anarchic. Sound sequence is there when I arrive. Each beginning speaks its piece or its peace, depending on the movie. And so I say it s sound, meaning I trail the sense. Anything here is as though at this moment I am being born.