“There is nothing in this world which does not speak.” — Hazrat Inayat Khan

You can call it a line of demarcation, a Fisher King wound, or some other shit like that. Whatever it was, I was never quite the same after learning that the particles of an oxygen atom vibrate in a major key.

If that’s true, then what key do my friends vibrate in? Or a carton of milk? My dog? My wife? Myself? And what the fuck does that even mean?

For now, I’ll pretend to know what the answer is. If you figure it out before I do, shoot me an email. Until then, below is a collection of scenes and sounds I worked on that you can check out.

I hope we’re on the same train and that we never find the right stop.