listless hodgepodge.

Funk is that groove that I know was what was the pop that I was looking for when I went searching for my self. I knew just enough about this space, that break beat that is oh so juicy, with that soul I found in the deep blue sea, that new fangled freshness, that zesty sprite, that bright light, that diffusion of beams, tracing the plane, this ribbon of smooth master tracks, presented in 4 dimensions, at least, so many densities, what forethought, what delivery, how’d that get so seamless into this rock and roll, that soulful release from the down under, to the upper frequencies that don’t ever not stop moving on through this place, where’d we end up again?
at the other end of the portal, that elliptical shape, that way to get from here to there….are we out of the cell?