It was a conspiracy of nay-sayers that can bring only darkness to the light. I befriended my voice in my head, only to hear how sterile and contrived life had become. The sounds at the end of the day left me feeling barren and alone. Your voice is not heard because of the weeds that grow out of only hearing, and not engaging. Hearing has become commonplace and superficial in its nature. I could tell from the questions they asked. I had a conversation the other day and it felt as though they were not listening. Hearing is the foyer to listening in the parlor, where self-analysis leads to a better understanding of yourself and others. Listening intentionally make those sounds come true. There are specific characteristics that can allow you to search for the truth in our hearts and through self-expression that bring us closer. My year of living musically focused on the ability to listen to discern one style from another.
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