Music Is Life

Me, I refrain myself from relating to what I see so I relate to what I hear. In the moments where I am drowning in fear, self- hate, anxiety, music comes just in time to revive me. Survive me, the world laughs. And I laugh right back thinking each step as a note and each hardship as a flat one, I surpass it because it doesn't stop...

...music doesn't stop. Music lives on, Music prospers and Music is all that is. It is the love that your heart sings, it is the hate that you spew, it is the happiness that you see, you see music connects you; it connects us. Connecting like the branches on your family tree its cord snaked around your ancestry, you breathe it in, you speak it out flowing down the scale until only a speck is there. Music is the universe, music is life.

Give me one reason. You can't because even your response is laced with rests, crescendos, half notes and melody, quite certainly music is life

Music is life, the rhythmical beeps on the heart monitor ready to send you off to bliss, music is the kiss of death, and what gives those reason to live. Music is life......