Horror and paranoia populate the mind, coated –here the paradox– with a sense of sweet madness we get to cherish, as the driving force that motivates the will. The beat plays a counterpoint to the arpeggios adding an odd dynamism to the music. It is a transition of the mind, a passage of change where we are taken off balance, questioned. A piece whose way can’t be predicted. A way in which a rare kind of peace is achieved, an order, that introduces us to a deeper level of the mind, where forces bigger than our consciousness take place pleasure our already compromised perception.