We cannot - we must not change what music once was. Profound and meticulous compositions should now only exist in the archives that contain them. We can only listen with eager ears; we can only interpret with open minds, but must let the resting rhythms exist only in our speakers and not in our workshops. It is our responsibility as musicians to allow all facets of past composition to influence us in the most experiential fashions. We are to absorb every pattern, identify every emotional variation, and allow a fusion of the lot to manifest within our very fingertips.
As the newly comprised energy spreads fluently throughout mind, body, and soul, we are enabled to speak with every individual voice. We speak from each mouth, but transmit only one message. The chaos forms a symphonic wave cast frantically to the masses, or to no one at all. To the barren cement lining every basement - speak the phrases made unattainable by way of radio or television. Scream the song unheard by millions. Every individual, regardless of social familiarity, is equipped with a unique skill set of impacting factors. It is the successful, the passionate, the genuine, the sincere, the committed - who can and will allow such a phenomena to occur internally. To hone, identify, and transmit the finished product is truly a unique and individualistic expression of artistry.
The potential to impact those who have yet to compose exists in the ears of those who chose to listen and in the mouths of those who choose to speak. I vow to those who have yet to pick up the pick - with every voice I will scream as loud as I can until the deafened ears and wandering minds break free of numbness and stagnancy. I will scream until my eyes brighten red with blood and my voice erodes to whispers. I will scream until every daunting gray area is colored. I will scream until the messages of millions of impostors are buried with no chance for escape. My voice, my velocity, my vision, is a gift to those who care to progress. My silence, my discourage, my fist - a separate composition - is given to those who chose to disgrace and defile this gift given so reverently.
As the newly comprised energy spreads fluently throughout mind, body, and soul, we are enabled to speak with every individual voice. We speak from each mouth, but transmit only one message. The chaos forms a symphonic wave cast frantically to the masses, or to no one at all. To the barren cement lining every basement - speak the phrases made unattainable by way of radio or television. Scream the song unheard by millions. Every individual, regardless of social familiarity, is equipped with a unique skill set of impacting factors. It is the successful, the passionate, the genuine, the sincere, the committed - who can and will allow such a phenomena to occur internally. To hone, identify, and transmit the finished product is truly a unique and individualistic expression of artistry.
The potential to impact those who have yet to compose exists in the ears of those who chose to listen and in the mouths of those who choose to speak. I vow to those who have yet to pick up the pick - with every voice I will scream as loud as I can until the deafened ears and wandering minds break free of numbness and stagnancy. I will scream until my eyes brighten red with blood and my voice erodes to whispers. I will scream until every daunting gray area is colored. I will scream until the messages of millions of impostors are buried with no chance for escape. My voice, my velocity, my vision, is a gift to those who care to progress. My silence, my discourage, my fist - a separate composition - is given to those who chose to disgrace and defile this gift given so reverently.
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