Through in Waves

Inspired by Comfortably Numb, Pink Floyd

There is no pain, you are receding
A distant ship, smoke on the horizon
You are only coming through in waves
Your lips move, but I can’t hear what you’re saying

That dream-like state we all experienced as pre-teen coming of age, lying on the grass looking up at the clouds.

Time passes ever so slowly like the clouds as the move, a summer holiday lasts forever, time does not exist - yet.

So it is with your first hit of your drug of choice, you become unaware and aware, unconcerned and concerned, disconnected from your fingertips, your ears, your eyes. The distance is now smoky - in a haze, yet in focus.

Aware that the world is moving around you in short starts and stops, disconnected from itself. You grip at reality, a couch, a bed, a wave and consciously anchor yourself in what you now perceive as the alternate space.

You let the gentle wave rock you knowing that it will push you ever closer to the harbor.

That wave lets you ride it.

Lyrics attributed to : David Jon Gilmour / George Roger Waters / Richard William Wright

Original $1550

Framed 16-1/2 x 13 inches (42cm x 32cm) Approximately.

Plexiglass panel. Custom 3D Printed picture fasteners.

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