Could it be that the shit is hitting the fan on New Year's Eve? I am a bit concerned. I've been away, hence no postings, but this concern is of the direst of circumstances, At least, I'll be back in Lawrence next Friday. Wow!

Reality is the one opponent we must conquer before life can begin. Once it begins, the dream will start. At that point, I hope I will never wake.

Music is a journey of the soul. Where it takes you and who is takes you with is purely up to you. It's different to everybody. That's why it's hard to explain it to someone and have them fully grasp what you are trying to convey to them. It's different for them and they have embarked on their own personal journey of the mind. It's the hope that someone will click on the same wavelength with us that causes the same feeling continue to arise. When everything moves at a rapid pace, is when we are fully captivated by it's power and magic.

Perhaps a glimmer of hope and light. I know the pieces fit. Now, I can do nothing but wait to be suffocated by serinity.