when you cross the edge of pleasure

This night under the blackness in the club of jazz I could know what is that.
Surrender by black people, all great souls, sharing wonderful music and food, detached of every concern, just swing on the wave of great music: jazz. Bass, sax, piano and drums...
The bartender, that sweet lady already know my drink. And she made again that fantastic spice peanuts in the Crocker pot.
Delicious, easy as that!
And tonight I was introduced to Nicole yarling. She has power. she plays violin. She grounds the "boss"Jesse Jones Jr, and put everyone in extase.
Suitably, I was crossing a new dimension.From where to where? Ivone, my friend song stylist at my left side notice somekind of different vibe. Yes! We were all linked through the beauty, the light of uniqueness of that moment. And I could share with her and the old man crossing slowly between us, what is the real beauty: no form, no age, no skin color, no prejudice, only life and joy.