Eternity distilled in the drip, drop, moaning droning wail without end, a whale that swallows its tale like a serpent encircled for a Cathar's kiss, blossoming from a chamber of noise, of music, of sound, of ecstatic static and static ecstasy, white noise in motion, sounds forgotten when they aren't NOW, sounds that make bodies vibrate, or vibrations incorporate, whirring, buzzing, thumping home, to the CENTER, to the HEART, to the DRONE. Radio Free Clear Light invites you to a timeless exploration of creation sans punctuation in this interactive multimedia installation. Come vibrate with us as an integral part of the DRONE. Visit us at:
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