After a long, strenous day enduring hectic city life,
he walks in his room and inserts his favorite mix
CD into the stereo.
Immediately, the mood is set and his creative notions
begin to take charge.
Creeping out of the sound system like
a silent predator, the melodies of the music
flow into his ears,
through his ear canal,
and finally reaching the prized possession
of his mind.
Pouncing his mind, the silent predator attacks his
psyche and ensnarls it into its gaping jaw.
Chewing, the silent predator purges his
mind of all the tumors of distress,
migranes of desecration,
and convulsions of sorrow.
With the renewal of consciousness set in stone,
he is now able to become lost in the music.
Enraptured in the euphony of song,
he is transported out of the known world
and splurged into a vast ocean.
With a great splash,
he dives into the deep blue of the glossy ocean.
Instantly, he is greeted with the soothing warmth of
the ocean and swims deeper into the abyss.
200ft - he is enthralled with the elated oceanic
pressure of the music.
500ft - he is overwhelmed by the aquatic profoundness
of the music.
1000ft - he is engrossed in the marine profusion of the
music.
5000ft - he is suddenly captured by the awesome ecstacy
of the music bridging the gap between his
mind, body, and soul.
The excitement of this event is so powerful, that he
begins to drown in -
He is thrown back into reality with the repetitive
annoyance of the mix CD skipping in the stereo.
Stopping the flow of music,
he is once again in the state of mind he was drenched
in upon his arrival to his room.
Drifting in curiousity, he wants to probe deeper into
the ocean;
realizing he will have to drown the remedial natural
and crossover into the supernatural.
Dusting the mix CD off, he again inserts it into the stereo.
Pressing the PLAY button,
he becomes Lost in the Music.