Aural Abandonment Allowed

In the theme of music and cacophony, I can’t fathom my affinity to the lyrical prowess of distant lands, in parlance less understood.

Lately, the idealistic mellow utterance of lass so far has persuaded agreement and resonance with yours truly. As she strains her voice to achieve intensity her surroundings require.

The warmth in her tone gives way to grievous rage, the mellow in her voice collapses to pity and suffering. But the best, the best of all is when all heaven breaks free in sense of jubilance and elation.

For if there were signs of a god, it would be in song. If ever there was a sense of “god-like character” it would be the in the fact that we laugh and make others smile. I reckon the other would be sex, but that would be a different thing altogether.

It may be non-linguistical, utterly unabashed form of exuberance. Formed from ability, kindled of spirit and animated by whatever form of art and work that we all do.


-all that happened was I found an old song, and a voice I liked-


It may be in the shower, in the car, a studio or somewhere. Some are sacred and some are just good fun. Its one of the earliest things we learn, and tells tales of all possible kind. There is something to music and song that we can’t deny.
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Picture- Depiction
Literature- Description
Dance- Accompaniment
Spoken Word- Another form of expression

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