Today I experienced one of those experiences that I'm sure that has ever happened at all.
Déjà vu. I happen quite often in straight lines, usually are all things that I think I have already lived long before, usually it is many, many years (like the professors of science explained to us that the average cell shape plant tissue, nothing short of remarkable.)
This time it was a phrase that in the time-I think it is more or less 6 years ago-I thought ... really cruel.
'... want to see suffering people dear to me'.
Now I would like to congratulate the person who explained these words, because he had the rare ability (by normal people, that is) to let a moment of breath.
And in addition to this, there was a name. A name at that time I let slip a nice, 'Well, is this what the fuck you want?'.
Maybe now has a meaning, though it may be forced as a theory, but I like this because I like the feeling that Codest character has a value.
not scientific in the sense of a person made of flesh, blood and bones, that everyone has, who also holds his hand. A value for what it represents, say.
Ok, in the end I do not think you care nothing until I tell you how to-where-when-why and above all who. Well, then do not tell you!
move on.
The other day I found myself thinking about music (because, if aesthetics is not music, and if no music is psyche).
the value of music that we happen to hand in our times. Is specified: at hand.
mean then that music that is proposed to us when we turn on the TV or the radio, which in most cases, it is terrible. From every point of view. Voice, text, tools (when there are, because even those are dying).
I mean, the maximum depth of a text is found in someone who tells you it's sad because, poor thing, she has left. Ommioddiosantissimo what a tragedy, really, I can not imagine anything worse!
You guys really expensive, I need to explain where is the beauty of it all.
Of these 'singers' who can not play and write texts of these 'musicians' who can not handle a tool, much less write. Where you see the skill?
You are only concerned with a chorus or a 'melody' pretty catchy and easy to learn (not to say trivial and obvious), you can hum while walking down the street.
Who cares if a melody is empty, if words are meaningless.
this saddens me, because I'll give it a value to the music ', and I think he has far too, but you are sending in disgrace even the greatest of the arts.
And then go to that country because, as Oscar Wilde said, superficiality is the worst of vices.
And I close here, because I'm in a foul mood, as I discovered that I and the concept of peace-peace that I coveted two poles are affixed.
And someone will say: 'Oh, finally you noticed!'.
Yes, what can I say, I have my times for all ~
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