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sat night set

sat night set

Playing tracks by

Nancy Whang & Audiojack, Simon Vuarambon , Submantra, Cyborg & Antillas, Hardwell and more.

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marcy417
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The Message in the Music:

We’re hanging on to sweet love left behind..

Did we build all those bridges to watch them thin down to dust? or blow them voluntarily up?

I am reminded – of myself. Of who I have always been at my core…

I soar..

FOR MORE I FLY…

Perhaps, it is that I fear youth is fading. That I just want one more run with wreckless abandon. One more dance with rapture. Or is it that I have the cognizance to imagine how my preconceived notion – this culturally instilled perspective on how a woman ought to behave once she’s reached a certain age – could limit my life potential rather than liberate?

Open your eyes… Open your mind…

The whisper pounds against my ears and in my chest… Anger. Anxiety. Agony. Anticipation.

A hand that holds should never hold you down. And I am well aware there are too many hands these days. There have always been too many hands. Perhaps that is why I could never stand to be held…

And yet, I always have been…

Take me away… sweep it away…

Embraced by the night. Embraced by the gentle comfort of a love and friendship I have “treasured” the duration of my adult life…

Imagine.. What will those hands be like when they finally emerge from this elaborate fantasy and into the light of day? When they are tangible beneath my flesh in waking life as they have always been in my dreams… Why is it I have consistently dreamed of your hands holding mine? Of our fingers intertwined? Why have you always been the one standing with me in the face of the tsunami – of this recurring nightmare in which I am always drowning? You are beside me - always guiding, always promising, always lifting me up.. “just hold tight.. take a deep breath… you’re going to be fine…”

In truth, I am tired. Tired of this endless fight. Tired of forever being held back, held down… whether the limits are imposed legally, financially, physically, or psychologically…

Enough of the red tape…

No wonder I am seeing Red…

I am weary… but I am motivated… pushed forward by this growing rage… by this growing resentment…

Wolves in sheep’s clothing… they all masquerade under the aegis of “helping..”

But I am no fool. They are only trying to control… Why do they think I need to be controlled? Why do they all think they have rights to me? Am I not an independent being? What egregious harm have I ever done? What did I do so wrong that makes me deserve this treatment – deserve to have my rights infringed upon?

You say you want to see me lose it… LMAO

You are about to bear witness…

The dreams we have, the love we share… this is what we’re waiting for…

In my own words: We are fire! Blazing, raging through these Colorado-Carolina nights… lighting up the path from me to you….”

FOR MORE I FLY...

I need, want, deserve, demand... MORE.