Sink into Hypnosis
Let’s try to take things back. Where music was really on to something. Fleetwood Mac has a few songs I’m sure you know and I’m sure you’ll future kids will know. But there is one I can never hear enough. This is a time in music where everything seemed almost right. That nothing induced by LSD laced weed could be wrong. Where the sounds of sweeping guitars, dancing basses, vibeing drums and so many other things would just simply prevail against some invisible, imaginably foreseen enemy. Let’s all just try to get hypnotized.
Imagine yourself. In some desolate forest. Where the lake only feet away from you. Rustles so calmly. You can almost hear every single ripple. They each whisper to you. Glowing some vibrant neon blue. The trees. Stand above you. Thick. Thin. All filled with bristles green. The tip of the sun fades into the horizon and the crescent moon begins to grow. You are left in the center of the two. Stuck in the navy blue twilight. The fire blazes in the pit besides you. Every cackle and crack sinks you deeper and deeper into some place far inside your mind you didn’t know existed. And somewhere. You can hear. This song. And everything seems. Like it was made. Only for this idea.
(here’s Hypnotized by Fleetwood Mac. The video done by two random guys)