From the recordings Baobab, Aether Bleu Anthology, and Ancestars
The Inception
(Monk’s Crooked Pictures opening )
When First Thought Submits Spirit To Form Matter, Our Celestial Humanity
Arrives Awakened Within a dream...an inception of our knew reality...So We Live,We Love...And Then...There Is Music...So We Dance... We Sing... We Praise...We Reflect...We Return... In The Infinite In Between ...The Now Am,That Was Is... Faces Dance In Our Dreams...Some Familiar...Some A Dissonant meter of cosmic composition...In The Irrelevance of This Time, We Realize The Compassion Of This Random Abstract...Learning The Lesson That The Brotherhood Of Man Is Far More Important Than The Ego Of Any Individual...Imagination Becomes The Sound Of Thought Traveling At The Speed Of Art... So We Paint on The Canvas Of Our Ephemeral Encounters With One Another A Masterpiece Of Memory That Lives In an Eternity Of A Child’s Smile...El Adir Iama Surak AhMdua