This is where my thoughts pool as a reservoir of miscellany and peculiarity. It's actually not my brain that's dripping -- it's my soul that's leaking.
It's really no big deal.
Monday, December 23, 2013
Polish audacity
The creation of aesthetic moods is an intrepid re-shaping of consciousness -- the composer's own as well as the listener's. A form of beauty is the more disquieting-alluring the more eccentric its colors, shades, and gaits.
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