Stars&Plants

A taro grows without a voice, without hands, Without intention as we understand it. Yet beneath its green surface, countless electrical Impulses flow in silence, a language older than Words. For this recording, those living signals were Received, translated into MIDI, And allowed to become. The signal became memory. The signal became harmony. The movement became time. The silence became music. No human composed these notes. A lunar rhythm hidden within a stem. A memory of water. A pattern of Light. We only Listened