Sitting on the floor, with the lap top...on my lap and I feel good. Why? Music, that's why. Travelling faster and further than the speed of light can ever manage. The power of music always amazes me. How can a finite amount of notes make what seems like infinite amount of music?
I read once in a book that God resides in the beat of every single thing, which makes me think that the whole universe is connected to the eternal beat that is God. I kinda like that. If God is the heart, surely we must be the pulse?
Long live music in all it glorious forms.
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