Night Gestalt One Part I

In my dream I walked through a dark long corridor. At the end, a huge hall opened up. I heard whispering voices echoing against the concrete walls. From the ceiling people were hanging upside down, swinging back and forth like pendulums. I saw Steve Reich, I saw John Cage, I saw John Luther Adams. Their feet tied to ropes hanging from above. From one dark corner I heard a murmuring voice. I walked over and saw Arvo Pärt swinging back and forth. He was dreaming. They were all probably hanging like this, not