Music holds us and binds

realeases us and entreats us

in a crowd or alone

Music makes us feel alive

we use it to unite bride and groom

or lower the dead into the gloom

music strums from the depths of space

or takes us into that little place

in solitary contemplation

or majority undulation

music speaks to the soul

makes us smile or cry

helps us say hello or goodbye

music is the suond of peace

or the beat of war

music is a power we dont understand

one thing music is never bland

music helps you sleep or hold back a weep

a guitar piano or even a gong

Music used to heal your ills

or used to justify who he kills

pure freedom is music

let it set you free upon the sea


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I've always had this thought

I've always had this thought – that whatever music truly evokes us, lifting us to our higher selves... almost always fits into the same mathematical dimensions as our intellectual potholes, and is thereby the reason we are so compelled toward it – and by the same token, made complete by it.

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Couldnt have said it better

Couldnt have said it better myself

The darkness outside is not so frightening as the one inside. Behind knowing smiles and crocodile tears we hide our fears.


Being angry at someone is to give them power over you, but to forgive is to take away that power.