You can't chop down a symmetry

If you ask someone if they like music, they look at you strangely. It seems to be a universal given. Like asking someone if they like breathing. It is like breathing. Or air, rather. Flowing without and within. A matrix within which our lives are set. The setting for the tableware of our beings.

I tell everyone a different story. That way nothing's ever boring, even when they turn and say goodbye.

I think judgment is from within. It's not a God judging. Someone who is nasty - they're the one who has to sleep at night.

You can't chop down a symmetry

Music is all about training in harmony, training to understand and use musical energy for our greater pleasure by attuning to the natural laws of the universe.

It takes forever if you go by inertia.