The sights to see. A familiar taste, the left coast. Seeing the surfers and ocean motion reminded me that it will be alright. A few new sights and some positive ions; does wonders with the soul. A new side of life, time to flip the cassette.
Conversations with silence. Then thoughts to music. A jazzy string quartet was the entertainment, a cup of jasmine tea. Sounds marvelous. It is refreshing to see civilized humans admiring talent. The uniqueness of the band was lovely, the company was smart. I'm into genius currently, flattered with lost souls earlier, now I'm interested in the discovery of brilliance. It's going to take a team of people, not just one, to build walls of wisdom with me. Several great minds, each one bringing a notion to the table. Change is going to be the answer.
"Once you set your mind to something, the body is soon to follow."-Matthew Stewart
He sang songs of love and following your desire. There is something calming about the repetitive trance his style placed me in. The strings danced around and gave me visions of the salsa number with him. The contact of our eyes and skin, leaking out bits of saline and hidden emotion... The passion. I lust after it for the time being. Body language speaks volumes.
Discovery. Rest and music. Rinse and repeat. Feelings of empty.. Give it back to me, let me feel again. The song by ray lamontange says it best.. "I've been to hell and back so many times you kinda bore me." This speaks for me now, the fact I was able to hear it live.. Acoustic .. A blessing in disguise. I've been revived, the sound waves and ocean salt felt like home.