Today’s ambience. Nothing can be added to this comment –

“weightless, blissful, but also flightless – always connected to the body whose aurality must be blocked to survive its seduction. This tender voice calls from far away yet from a place we all know, stretched on filaments strung through clouds of condensation, the clinking jigsaw of melting ice, soft flows of breath and dawn mists that speak through water insects and dreaming.” ––David Toop