Constant movement perpetuates the illusion of freedom.
Most music will further augment this appearance. But it is no more than this, an appearance only, at times a delusion, thoroughly subjective and emotionally vapid.
The world is not still, and continues apace, forces in motion traveling inexorably toward their respective outcomes. This is the realm of the real, and the establishment of one's correspondence to it, whether in accord or estranged, is a matter of reason and will, or deficits thereof.
Clarity arrives with illumination or disillusion, brought about through accident or by contemplation and reflection. Consider sound works created to engage thought and preserve equanimity as meditations on the journey of life.
Most music will further augment this appearance. But it is no more than this, an appearance only, at times a delusion, thoroughly subjective and emotionally vapid.
The world is not still, and continues apace, forces in motion traveling inexorably toward their respective outcomes. This is the realm of the real, and the establishment of one's correspondence to it, whether in accord or estranged, is a matter of reason and will, or deficits thereof.
Clarity arrives with illumination or disillusion, brought about through accident or by contemplation and reflection. Consider sound works created to engage thought and preserve equanimity as meditations on the journey of life.
