I have been going through a blue period…. melancholia has
tried to plant its roots in me, and destroy my life. I have long known that music can be used, by
me, for good or for evil….the evil being my undoing- leading in that melancholy
direction, but in a progression that reveals its destination to me…thereby
enabling me to head it off at the pass, as it were,…. So that I can redirect my
listening pattern to more upbeat tunage….
So that is where I am right now…staving off the melancholia
of this era of my life. I am not where I
ever thought I would be. Physically,
mentally, metaphorically…I am a million miles from what I wanted as a young
person. How did I ever end up here?
I have a dear friend, with whom I am totally sympatico in
this aspect of being. He
understands. I know that I confound him,
but we agree on many levels. For standing by me I love him. (but, as usual, I digress...)
How do we get to a point of being where we look backward and
see that there were more rebellious choices, that would have led to very
different possible outcomes. This
writing, today, is not leading anyplace, but if you have been paying attention
you know that I often get off the track in the midst of trying to capture my
thoughts in writing… they are so elusive,…my mind races in an obsessive
compulsive scattered way, and I become distracted in the research aspect, and
end at a difference place than my intended destination.
.................
……..and…….I just lost this one….. but I will return when inspiration slaps me
in the face next.
Here is a link to the upbeat tunage:
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