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The jumps of feet, the swings of head; the beats of heart, the strokes of pulse.


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Tinnitus. I felt drumming in my ears; until now. How can I describe the feeling if I couldn't name it? It's like an astonishing huge bell covering the holy ground, and we people could only be able to surrender to the god; to be manipulated our mental and physical moves whether you are willing or not. We were like the warriors in the jungle, was yelling and dancing front of the guru; and the difference of the cult between past and nowadays is the wizard's voodoo, they changed the various surroundings, try to utilize all kinds of sensitive cognition to censor you, control you, spy you, in the greatest ecstasy.

I couldn't even breathe or said I was the breathing; flowing in the smoke, circling in the air, such as the alien in the space, no gravity and there is no needs. Squarepusher was excellent. He was performing the precise perfect. But Aphex Twin was awesome, at that time I finally realised the poorless of languages; not belated thought but truly instant perception. You knew there is always the end in a concert, but you wouldn't mind this is it and forgot it naturally, then you forgave the concept of "time", appreciated anything in the sudden. Now is the best of living dream.

You would merely like to dancing. Shaking every part of your body. The jumps of feet, the swings of head; the beats of heart, the strokes of pulse. The electrocitiies are the cells of circluation to supply your energy, and you would resemble the tin-toy to animate the break dance unconsciously. The experience ruined my stiff muscle and tense nerve to invert it as tender component of my body, afterward I was reborn me as same as the resurrection, and that's what we called amazing.