Nobody has time to define their own beginnings middles and ends non linear format muttering disguise through minimalism and simplicity in it's rawest of transformations and I can't bare to sit still long enough to appreciate it. The world is going too fast we can't sit still shaking our legs at our desk instant updates sweet sugar instant pleasure instant asap at a whim we're moving so fast we can't slow down not enough to appreciate a tune that can lift you and carry you into a mindful experience. I'd like to lay here and listen to the bloodflows of sohn but I was raised in this very fast world and I don't know how to slow down to close my eyes and listen without checking my texts and notifications I can't slow down I can't be still I can't breath.
Sohn's music is good for learning how to slow down... then again I couldn't listen to it for a minute without running off to write this poem typing so fast it's filled with typos that I have to go back and fix but fix it too fast so I miss some- - I move too fast.