Reborn again
Hmmmm, having too much to think of the past months caused me to lose inspiration to write.. although I hope I can once again regain inspiration for the art, along with another dying art which is home to me -- my music…
I have been dead, immobile, isolated from these worlds for too long. I long for thirst and hunger, the passion for seeking the beauty which once burned inside like crimson flames that fired-up the sky.
I missed that euphoric, intoxicating yet therapeutic state of body and mind…
My music continues to die and die again, until it is re-lived when played and heard, yet again. Every now and then, when harmony meets productivity, the life in the soul of this art is once again brought into being. And as we are part-taken away into worlds of hearing, feeling and believing, our spirits are lifted up, high, beyond time and space, for a moment...
Despite all the constant changes surrounding me, there will always be this undying, incorruptible beauty which will continue to be re-lived through the gift of will…
This can only be possible through Him.
I have been dead, immobile, isolated from these worlds for too long. I long for thirst and hunger, the passion for seeking the beauty which once burned inside like crimson flames that fired-up the sky.
I missed that euphoric, intoxicating yet therapeutic state of body and mind…
My music continues to die and die again, until it is re-lived when played and heard, yet again. Every now and then, when harmony meets productivity, the life in the soul of this art is once again brought into being. And as we are part-taken away into worlds of hearing, feeling and believing, our spirits are lifted up, high, beyond time and space, for a moment...
Despite all the constant changes surrounding me, there will always be this undying, incorruptible beauty which will continue to be re-lived through the gift of will…
This can only be possible through Him.