Notes of Inspiration

The music, it pulses, it's the blood in my veins, coupled with Christ's love, at this moment, it is all my soul desires and craves. It induces mental states that vary from one extreme to the other. Thought provoking songs and sing-a-longs. Some make me think and some make me realize how much i lack or what i am good at. It is through words that are not, in fact my own, that feelings are realized and my heart strings are exercised. Some remind me of friends and some remind me of relationships that are now dead ends. "The time is now" reminds me of my father... and the one i have in heaven too. Music is beautiful and descriptive, easily a tool. A reminder of childhood and a marker of time, a teller of seasons, and a giver of reasons. It soothes my soul and gets me fired up. It encourages my depression and lends a helping hand. It is the most powerful, intangible thing in the world until it is given life when it becomes responsible for actions of beauty... and sometimes actions of wanton disregard for myself and those i love. It forms new beliefs and it reaffirms old ones. Music is an identifier, but it is not my identity. It is uninhibited and free to caress, free to give, take, and bless. Music is just that, a series of sounds and words put together. Each song different in the unique way it occurs. Music, it pulses, it's the blood in my veins, coupled with Christ's love, at this moment, it is all my soul desires and craves.