The dance of the lonely one

The music comes and goes.
I am man. I am music.

– The dance of oblivion: The dance of the lonely one.mp3 –

Once and again I forget how to write music. Once and again I remember it.

This repetition begins to feel like a rhythm, almost like a dance between me and my music.

In some way each dance is a call to creation, to a new world, to a new movement.

I wish to share a dance which rebuilds itself day and night without my presence, a dance to remind the world and its creator their own existence – a lonely dance. Not a prayer, a tribute.

We would see the Him probably before ruins.

We would see Him hesitating, without knowing exactly what to do. He witnessed chaos and still cannot find order in his divinity.




He never really knew how to compose.


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