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Strideo rolling piano tones travel through the basement of my mind. there they settle with the dusty memories and specs of old emotions that lay decaying on the floor. they motivate me to be still, to sit and listen to their mesmerizing melodies even though I should be busy with my tasks. who? who could write such a bittersweet tune?

a god?

no.

only a human would know the suffering, the haunting desire behind those notes. only a human, that would have lived and lost and known the joy and beauty and pain of being mortal, could create such stirring music. so stirring that I can feel a little of what he felt, taste a little of it in my heart and know the merest mote of that aching that was expeiranced by another soul.

and in my heart I am once again reminded of how music can be so . . . profound.

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Doar i'm envious.

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