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I’d Rather Be A Comma, Than A Full Stop

May you, today, be the comma that shines a light for another to be a comma that shines a light for another to be a comma X infinity and beyond.

And now another way to say #LTMP.

I turn the music up,
Got my records on
I shut the world outside until the lights come on
Maybe the streets alight,
Maybe the trees are gone
I feel my heart start beating to my favorite song

And all the kids they dance
All the kids all night
Until Monday morning feels another life
I turn the music up
I’m on a roll this time
And heaven is in sight

I turn the music up,
I got my records on
From underneath the rubble sing a rebel song
Don’t want to see another generation drop
I’d rather be a comma, than a full stop

Maybe I’m in the black
Maybe I’m on my knees
Maybe I’m in the gap between the two trapezes
But my heart is beating and my pulses start
Cathedrals in my heart

As we saw, oh this light
I swear you emerge blinking into
To tell me it’s alright
As we soar walls
Every siren is a symphony
And every tears a waterfall

Is a waterfall
Is a waterfall
Is a waterfall
Every teardrop
Is a waterfall

So you can hurt, hurt me bad
But still I’ll raise the flag

It was a waterfall
A waterfall

Every tear
Every tear
Every teardrop is a waterfall

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The Cost of Music as Compared to Noise

One of the great pursuits of this life is to determine and discover what your music is and is to be. You do this by using your God-given talents, pursuing your passions, and adhering to the ideals that you find worthy of such pursuit. These are also known as your instruments.

But there is a cost.

To say yes to one thing, one must say no to another thing.

Henry David Thoreau  once wrote, “The cost of a thing is the amount of what I call life which is required to be exchanged for it, immediately or in the long run.”

Which is why so many choose noise. It’s cheap. It’s easy. It’s a quick fix. It’s a life of instant gratification.

Music, on the other hand, requires romance…a long waltz in time with one’s instruments.

It’s the worth the cost as dividends are a friend of music.

 

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What The Sunrise Said

What happens when the arts, a poetic experience, and the metaphor of music become the backbone of our lives, our families, and our economy?

I think only the future holds this answer, but it’s our role to move into the question and become the answer as the future unfolds.

You have a canvas. This canvas we speak of is your life. If you can, splash it with colors of joy, bravery, and whimsy…shadow it with purpose, meaning, and fullfilment…frame it with hope.

You have a stage. This stage is your business or your place to make change. And on that stage you probably have a phone that is a radio, that is a media company, that is the pony express, and that is your microphone and gateway to the world.

You have some sort of family…be it through blood or relationship. It’s your job to provide its theme.

This place is becoming less and less about science and arithmetic and more and more about the arts, music, and poetry.

This is what the sunrise has been trying to get us to hear.

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The Point

“But tomorrow and plans for tomorrow can have no significance at all unless you are in full contact with the reality of the present, since it is in the present and only in the present that you live. There is no other reality than the present reality, so that, even if one were to live for endless ages, to live for the future would be to miss the point everlastingly.” Alan W. Watts

This moment is the point.

This hour holds the point.

And the next hour will hold its own point.

Moment to moment, connection to connection, conversation to conversation, hand to hand, and soul to soul….to be IN and to be ONE with our moments is the point.

All of your experiences thus far point directly to this reality:  You were meant and created to make your music right now.

There’s a billion points the world will convince to bet the farm on, but there’s truly only one to go all in on: your music.

Let it play.

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An Inward Look At Your Outlook

Show me your outlook and I’ll show you your forecast.

Show me your forecast and I’ll show you the weather you’ll walk in tomorrow.

So be careful with what you think and speak…most of it, in some form, will come true.

Alas, in between our ears is the one place we can control the weather.

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