copyright Tapestry: A Grateful Soul's Voyage
The vibrating tuner of the turntable pulsed, spinning a timeless groove that reverberated through my being. My eyes, dilated, drifted to the swirling patterns manifested on the ceiling, like dancing lights woven from stardust and copyrightdreams. The music swelled , a sonic current carrying me away on a journey into the heart of consciousness. Each