A strong piece, crafted by the waving hands of Rodion, that speaks of diversity and abundance with a subtle language of unsharp edges.

A tribal parable of the fight of good and evil; the flutes recalling the loneliness of the anti-hero, the nihilist and the hermit, to the deep mumbling whisper taking off balance the prudent man. A very rich architecture of many variations and versatility to push away the routine and its boredom. We hear dreamy melodies contrasting the hectic hi-hats, the encapsulation effect of the flanger, the almost guttural sounds of the mechanical speaking a language beyond comprehension, for speaks not to reason but to everything else.