Music can’t lie
I have a strange theory … about Notre Dame’s burning Spire.
Yes! No snakes in Ireland! I don’t know whether there are reptilians or not.
My celtic way.
Falling into those strange hollow cavities in the human universe, where everything is, more than a trivial fake, unequivocally and deliberately false.
Is this the result, after years of mass behavior programming?
Nature and its landscapes are undoubtedly a better world view … but perfectly useless in such hd spaces.
I’m looking for a black hole towards new, possibly far dimensions.
… of course this, and I hope more than this, is in a music track!
I don’t know how many of you might like this music. Surely I don’t care at all about plays, likes and trends, but I wonder if I like it myself!
I play exactly what comes from …??? I still don’t know.
All I know is that music is the perfect mirror of how I feel, and here is the river of my thoughts, faces floating on the water, friendship, ghosts, good moments and mistakes. Sometimes melancholy is sweet: sometimes, just sometimes.