5Nov/093
On music
For there have to be words for every religion.
Sometimes I just want the lyrics to take my heart and let it fly along with the melody. I wait for my mind getting trapped in the rythm, and for my soul to sing along no matter what it'll sound like. I know that there is a secret melody. Hidden in the wispering wind, the softly shaking barley, the raindrops on your window. We hear it's pattern with every breath we take, and it's name is chaos, or beauty. It's not allways the sunny side up, when your mind get's destructed and diffused, when you loose track for a while. But it is something damn great, to sing along.
November 7th, 2009 - 10:45
Great Sicarius!!
Now you’ve got me there! It’s a fuckin great description of mentally spacing out! If this were Youtube, you’d get @ least five stars! I like your way of execution in this dimensions… could write an endless Comment to this, but I think it would become more and more pointless. So, be advised that this stuff is epic, and I’m delighted with it…=)
November 7th, 2009 - 11:29
Huh – thanks :)
November 8th, 2009 - 08:58
Huh ;) no problem :)