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Mar 25, 2007 03:19

I've been in a big dumb eighties pretentious rock and roll kind of mood lately. I don't know why. At the same time it's also becoming more and more appararent that Rock and Roll is what I want to do with my life, in some way or another. Music is one of the few things that light me up and can make me truly happy. Another is my story, when I'm writing them and talking about them something just feels right. I want to create things, but I don't want to create objects that exist in physical space but instead are more abstract and can instead be felt. Sure, the story or the music may be recorded down on paper or on a recorded format but inside those words is a world with a depth that runs deeper than any mere paper and ink could reach.
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