Titlez, Mirlaqi – Travelling Beyond Moving

You feel like dancing. It’s been a long time since you’ve been to a club, in a crowd, your face gently stroked by the rays coming straight from the heart of a disco ball, having conversations in languages you don’t know. Your eyelids close for a while. You wake up on a train. Going through a forest, dense, old, luscious green, moist. It’s getting dark. The trees spin their nighttime stories, from another world, far beyond time. Trumpets, saxophone, drums. Close your eyes. You’re in a distant land, far from home, watching a sacred ritual. A soft female voice leads you deep into the jungle. Animals of colors you can’t name are paving your way into the unknown. You are the unknown. You’re them. You. Are. Focus! You’re awake… Are you?