The weather tonight sure reflects my thoughts. It is calming to stand in the rain; it reminds me that I am still here. I would have walked all the way back home in the rain, but I recalled a vision; I was walking and the sky gave way to a beam of light, it was the most beautiful phenomenon I have ever seen. But it hit me, as I felt my legs gave way and I was falling. That interval, that moment, I felt I was home.
Try keeping quiet the whole day; it drives people around you crazy. This is what you do if you want to inflict frustration and pain to another fellow human; silence and distance best trick in the book. I have done it and the only hypothesis derived; my silence causes panic. Trust me I didn’t do it on purpose. Sometimes it just gets too loud in my head making it tricky to filter the voices within. I hate seclusion but I want to be alone. Does it make sense?
The truth is I hear voices; therefore my trusty pen and note pad are always near so that I can let these voices take the shape of words. Maybe only now can I provide an explanation to my eccentric writings and the way I compose my songs. Not that I take pleasure in the lack of understanding from what others feel in what I write. It sure makes me uneasy when I cannot be understood. It has been a long while since I wrote a song and I cannot let myself slip again, to use an old memory when the new is not potent enough to aid me in my next creation.
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