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I built a business, and a career, and a life, and music, and friends, a belief system, skills, proprietary ideas, hopes, love, gratefulness, anger, passion, compassion, skill, my self worth, my self understanding, my relationship with god, my relationship to the soil, fences, papers, paintings, and things, oh how I have built and collected things; from USB cables to trinkets, I have rooms full. But something is broken. A lot of somethings are broken. I work for love, I have for years pulled days that last 20 hours and longer. When I was 15 and my friends were going to parties, I was in my room, taking apart cassette decks to make delay loops, learning to program in Pascal and Basic, and practicing the piano, creating sounds, enthralled with my craft. The destruction of silence. Music. There is a beauty in not knowing what is next. There is such great mystery, and there is magic everywhere all you have to do is look; and be open to the beauty in sadness, and struggle and loneliness as much as the beauty in joy and hope. There is beauty and magic everywhere, if you dont believe me, go listen to your favorite piece of music, and tell me I am wrong
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