Wednesday, 20 May 2009

Mozart

My life is like Mozart; so modulated to fuck I don't know where I started from. Ha.
The progressions are so quick and subtle, not just anyone can analyse them,
From the outside no one knows how the fuck you got there.
From the inside it all just happened so smoothly, naturally.
With protégée ability, it must be right.
some of it sounds totally insane, passionate, slow or superfast.
Speeds, currents and geography change constantly.

But always encapsulating this deep serenity of calm technique.
And the fundamental constant; something essentially Mozart.

It is the puppet I created, but once it is written, I cannot deviate from the form.
What happens previously dictates where it can lead.
Once you have started, the ink flows on end.
And when it doesn't, it is the lust to find it again that makes you carry on.
Even more thankful when you do.

People say I am a master of this form, But it isn't mine to own.
I didn't create music, I merely fascinate, and I live to obey her.
I submit myself fully to her, my mistress,
And base my actions on her responses
when it lacks accord, she will let you know.
And you must listen.

To not listen would mean losing her goodwill and guidance.
And that, can only lead to the worst situation imaginable.

But she will always be there to guide you,
you just have to listen.

peace x

Sunday, 3 May 2009

Twitter

Actually is the most amazing thing on the planet :D

www.twitter.com/Dinahlady

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