The music all of the world should die to. Pure, creative, poetic, divine creativity. To even conceive of these sounds as implicitly relevant to your life and mine own is to conceive of all the glory in the world, all the art, speech, beauty and pain, all that love, encompassed into one fleeting track of ephemerally haunting music, words untold, whispers unheard, secrets unsold.
Thursday, 20 October 2011
Your Ultimate Death Song
The music all of the world should die to. Pure, creative, poetic, divine creativity. To even conceive of these sounds as implicitly relevant to your life and mine own is to conceive of all the glory in the world, all the art, speech, beauty and pain, all that love, encompassed into one fleeting track of ephemerally haunting music, words untold, whispers unheard, secrets unsold.
