Music works and blunder. It’s thoughts and thoughts again to the mind. To the minds eye. To the minds and to all the minds.
It gathers and it lifts. It shifts and it lifts again. The past is the past - regardless. It plays and plays. The song and the melody. The records in the air and the records that revive themselves take shape. It could be the pizza or that song or a combination of both. Let the song continue I say and lets make it grand!
Paints and gather and sympathetic twander. It’s not the exception to this case but to the exception of all cases. Let it begin and let it find and find again. With new spark and new invention. It lets the even world flow around and all mysterious processes begin.
Begin and begin again.
Today and always. Like new as new. Like dream, always dream.
Dream is today.
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