I recently had a dream about this so it is not unusual that i found this tribe as it is so much on my mind.

In my dream i met a man at some convention we tqalk walk upstairs he hides his interest in art from me...i tell him i am an artisht..then he opens up more talks about a 'gramma...i cant remember what it was syntax of grammar,,,a gramma of visuals.....anyway we are then looking at drawings on a wall..framed drawings...he tells me he felt comfortable with some of the things i said and that he became a submarine and went inside....i get lost talking and talking about the sound of color about paul klee about kandinsky ..the books on the music of color and line that they wrote....how this makes even moresense with the impresionists...the color and sounds of light.....and then takig it to the next step that all is vibration.

Truth has its own vibration...it travels at the speed of light...language and its syntax is unimportant for it to be accepted and understood.

the food we eat tht our bodies crave is also vibration of aromas and ions.