nOscillations, oscillationsnElectronic evocations of sound’s realitynnSpinning, magnetic fluctuations, waves of wave configurationsnThat dance between the poles off sound and bind my world to soul.nnI walk the streets of moment. Head down to the ground.nCars are stars remotely far. My only world is sound.nPassersby are worlds that fly. Far from the dance of time.nTime whirls round from pole to pole and swirls within the sound… ofnnOscillations, oscillationsnElectronic evocations of sound’s realityn