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It's a strange feeling.
I can feel the romanticism within me drowning but every now and then it victoriously leaps out of the water and reminds me of who I am and what I stand for. It feels so good to be in touch with my romantic side again.
Being able to grasp the concepts of beauty, balance and love is something I'm thankful for. I think to fuel my romantic side, I'm going to go and sit at the lake for a little while tonight. I always feel recharged when I do that.
This sudden recurring passion was brought on by a number of things. But mainly, it came to me because I'm having composer's block. I just can't compose when I don't feel connected. There is a connection I must feel between myself and passion. Without it, I'm lost as a composer and a person. I need to hear the tides of passion swell and crash against my soul; I need to feel the pain, suffering, ecstasy and delight of the human experience; I need to see before me the mind-boggling expanse that is our universe. I want to be filled with wonder again. I feel I've lost my sense of wonder. Wonder is one of the few things that drive me to do anything. Wonder begets my curiosity and my sense of adventure. I'm no longer dead to the world.
I can see it in my imagination now:
I'm sprawled out on the hood of my car listening to music and looking at the stars. Just looking. And listening. I can hear creation sing to me as the stars tell me the story of existence and how incredibly small I am in the grand scheme of things.
Why it makes me feel so good to know that I'm so small, I don't know.
Maybe because it reminds me that my problems are very small too. I don't know. All I know is that I'm happy. I'm so happy to be surrounded by such beauty and such living art.
I can feel the romanticism within me drowning but every now and then it victoriously leaps out of the water and reminds me of who I am and what I stand for. It feels so good to be in touch with my romantic side again.
Being able to grasp the concepts of beauty, balance and love is something I'm thankful for. I think to fuel my romantic side, I'm going to go and sit at the lake for a little while tonight. I always feel recharged when I do that.
This sudden recurring passion was brought on by a number of things. But mainly, it came to me because I'm having composer's block. I just can't compose when I don't feel connected. There is a connection I must feel between myself and passion. Without it, I'm lost as a composer and a person. I need to hear the tides of passion swell and crash against my soul; I need to feel the pain, suffering, ecstasy and delight of the human experience; I need to see before me the mind-boggling expanse that is our universe. I want to be filled with wonder again. I feel I've lost my sense of wonder. Wonder is one of the few things that drive me to do anything. Wonder begets my curiosity and my sense of adventure. I'm no longer dead to the world.
I can see it in my imagination now:
I'm sprawled out on the hood of my car listening to music and looking at the stars. Just looking. And listening. I can hear creation sing to me as the stars tell me the story of existence and how incredibly small I am in the grand scheme of things.
Why it makes me feel so good to know that I'm so small, I don't know.
Maybe because it reminds me that my problems are very small too. I don't know. All I know is that I'm happy. I'm so happy to be surrounded by such beauty and such living art.