domingo, 25 de julho de 2010

Listening to Jimi.








Lying in bed, Hendrix plays in the background. A floral incense burning and radiates an aroma that soothes the soul.
Taste sensation!
Close your eyes and let yourself surrender to the guitar riffs.
I imagine myslef on a roller coaster high. Very high. The scene is heaven, blue and beautiful.
The cart goes up as the music. Who control is the Shuffle.
When I reach the top, a cloud hold me and stand falls.
I am transported embraced cloud to cloud. Toasty warm and cozy.
Soft and so delicate as the scent of incense. An embrace so intense as the Jimi's riffs. As light as his lyrics.
I am gently placed back in the cart, that rides the rails and rises again.
There I go again to the clouds!
Oh, what a feeling!
What lightness..