Synthony.
The synthony of music is an unbreakable cure. Its company is pertinent to withstand against the forces that reckon us every day.
It impacts people, shifting and staying in ther souls forever, but I wonder, how different would humanity be without synthony? how off branch and alien would be an hypothetical scenario be like.
To lack a sense of rhythm, dysfunctionality imposed.
Finding more and more irrupting and annoying the umbrella of morality, this feeling increases greatly by the day. Daydreaming for a simpler continuity where each individual has a binary system of good and bad ethic. A more simple and quick way of deterministic spirit. So I could never have to comprehend and understand the point of origin, or the reasons of why every person takes each consequential action. The reasons of why a person is the way it is.
The first act of this season does not look well for me, God knows how much I anhele to be proven wrong, but not once has my thoughts come true. And, for a flashing second, in the middle of being pushed to my limit and facing the absence of a "home" or roof over myself, an unexplained code of optimism is buzzing in my body.
Hugged with my blissing avoidance, I pretend indifference.
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