for the tiny story under that parking lot...

I was in yoga last night, lying on my back in butterfly for the final breathing, sinking into the earth, and I had a clear visual of the birds eye view of me, below the ground and the grass and this tiny story came to mind. I wanted to make something to reflect that idea - all the layers of the earth seen transparent as one. I'm not sure this visual quite works, but it's an idea/start...

rough mock up

Life and Death both took a break,

Weary from their burdensome roles,

Nobody lived or died that day,

Just aimless, wandering souls.

[text by DianeFT]

For this edit, I used two records of xobreexo23 and remixed into this (another) beautiful edit of marcellepallais.