We go from despair to reflective emotion within a small breath, we turn into a rain-forest full of beauty and the life of so many of the collective humanity's hopes and dreams, stored within the hearts and souls of every human.
Black Sands emerge to cleanse a little more of our souls from every broken dream our ancestors had to eat up, every little moment of peace they couldn't experience because of the constant struggle of survival, every little love they couldn't express because of fear.
We sit down tonight and observe the magic of human dreams elevating themselves to the roof of this rain-forest of hopes and believe for a moment that nothing's lost, we are here, and so are our ancestors, dreaming and trying to help us, every step of the way. We are one with them.
Let us dream and hope, hope that there aren't any broken dreams, they're all stored here, in this immense rain-forest, the greatest storage our collective consciousness collects. Waiting, patiently for the right moment to gift us with a new idea we can try to transform into reality.
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About the Curator - Henry Gonzalez
Musician from Colombia, constantly inspired and moved by music and trying to express it in the best way posible, trying to find common souls who get as transformed by music and sound as he does.
Music can be a spiritual experience, you just have to find the right one.