I remember one line from the movie, "Across the Universe" that sticks with me constantly. It's not one of my favorite movies, and although I like a lot of the Beatles' remakes therein, there is one non-musical line that speaks to me, "Man, music is the only thing that makes sense anymore." I dig.
I spend so much time reading, learning, digging, feasting, and the more I take into my little pod of a brain, the more I realize that I know nothing at all. In a previous entry, "knowledge is power for the power hungry", I touch on this in more detail. The point is that the explosion of chaos in my head often leaves me depressed, tired, bewildered, and altogether spent. In these moments when no amount of emotion or reason can enter my soul, I am peirced by a well crafted sonata, or a meaningful lyric and nothing else. It's the only thing that makes sense to me.
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