https://medium.com/ill-ixi-lli/the-sound-c663218c0a19

“Amongst the bath of noise and light in the city, standing out from the din to my heart and ears like living lightning to the eyes of one blind, is a single sound. One strand in a tangled seethe of sirens and engines. Almost undetectable. Like the memories of my own conception.

In this sound my heart, my soul… my origin and my intelligence are lifted suddenly to into memory and recognition — of their true origin, nature, and that from which they emerge — and to which they absolutely and eternally belong.

And this sound destroys all fictions.”