A torrent of water rushes past you. It has always been like this.You look down upon the hurried water. For some reason, you try to imagine how your reflection looks in the water but you obviously can't see it because the water is too active and is bubbly and a frothy white of perpetual flow. The grass below your feet is an everglade green. The chiaroscuro lighting, due to the dense canopy above, makes it feel like the surroundings are subtle monochromes of the gentle green of the grass. You look up and the slight humidity fills your pharynxia with a delightful spring of warmth. Sunlight is shining upon an annular bit of ground not so far away from where you stand, the rays of light fluttering with the movement of the above canopy. There is a supreme quiet around you - the only sound being a single cricket what seems like a dozen stone-throws away - you walk towards the light, being mindful and savouring the odd delicacy upon this marshmellowesque grass. Once your vector arrives at the annular bit of radiant light, you lie down and feel your surroundings through a fish-eye lens; that kind of all-encompassing feeling pervades into a feeling of being trapped in a very small terrarium globe, but Stockholm syndrome makes it not so bad.

After the mother tucks the child into bed, with the light kiss skimming across the cheek and the inaudible close of the door as the light from outside slowly dimities into darkness, the child knows not of loneliness only questions and comfort. Spirit, being the first EP of the young Swede, takes one into this state of quietness. With plans of more upcoming material, along with coverage from Vice culture channel THUMP, we have a lot to look forward to.