Music and writing is now my life. Since Cassie and I broke
up I have done nothing other than work on my book and music. Friends and family
are a distant second in my mind. They have not been forgotten, nor ignored.
Instead, my focus lies elsewhere for now. I do not know which path I will walk
in life; however, I do know this path
will be consumed by Music and writing. A state of positive mental health is my
ultimate goal: a beautiful death.
Music lightens my soul and alleviates my mind of stresses
caused by life. When I sit down to create a new melody my mind is absorbed by a
narrow sighted vision which excludes all other existence. All that is real is
me and the waves of sound being interlaced to harmonize as one fluid and complete
movement. Each composition has a life unlike any other: individuality. These
hands of creation form something out of
nothing.
Down into the abyss, into the void, my hands reach deep to
find the hidden secrets theoretical strings wait to play for my aching ears.
Pride will not dictate my attitude and behavior; music created by these hands was already
there; I simply reached into the ether and revealed its beauty to people
existing in this dimension of time and space. I do not create these works for
my own solace and salvation. I create them for the enjoyment of others, and with
optimism eternal love, (life energy), will be felt by those who need it most.
