The Music Is Beautiful
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Listen… feel… drink in the sound of the rhythm, the pulsing of the beat matched to the pumping of your heart, the rising tempo coursing through your arteries as each note flows through the pathway of your ears and swirls down into you pouring into you in a crashing crescendo of meaning. Ride the melody, be transported into the music, feel the fresh raw pleasure of new lovers embracing between the notes, taste the moment sharply on your lip as the beauty of existence flows across your consciousness and in this brief pause a portal is opened between your mind and the whole of existence – the meaning of self and of time cease to exist, in a rush all the pleasures and pain of humanity dance across your perception, the raw ache of loss, the soaring pleasure of white hot lust, and all the shades of gray between blend in a rush and the connection between yourself and the previous generation and the previous and the previous opens and the illusion of separation between yourself and your fellow mankind disappears and existence flows through you unbidden – the stardust bits and pieces flowing through your cells flowing through myself as well, through us all in a steady stream of recycled building blocks backwards and forwards through the illusion of time. The current moment ceases to exist in this engulfing perception of what it means to exist, to pass briefly across this stage. Softly you breath in the air from thousands of years ago and peer upward at the stars from Plato’s skyline and feel the rhythm of the music in sync with your heart and in tune with life itself… And as the slowing notes taper softly into an ending and your hands come back into focus the portal starts closing, the proximity of lost loved ones fading again into a crystalline memory, and you feel the gentle bump as the time machine touches down and you are transported back to the present. This is music, my lover and friend, my fairy ship into the universe.
This might possibly be my new favorite song. Have you grabbed the stardust and jumped on the fairy ship of the universe? What are you waiting for? It’s so much easier than we make it out to be. Oh happy day indeed!