« Reply #11598 on: September 09, 2020, 09:38:37 PM »
This one's off a very personal album, for me. I was musically weaned on "The Dark Side of the Moon" especially, by my amazing older brother. I really miss him. How he used to be, when we were young, especially. People change, yes, but some lose that sacred spark or light in their eyes. Some people can't ever find or get it back, and for some others, it never ever goes away or leaves them, or changes that special part of them, their persona, who they are at the core, who they've always been through and through, etc. I miss his spark. He used to be so vibrant, thrilling, fascinating, engaging, exciting... tender soft sweet lol, even when he was always telling me 'go away chicken shit' and don't be a 'schmuck' and 'what the fcuk do you want, go bug your sister, can't you see I'm busy right now' (soft lol, which was always, he was always busy doing something, building something, fixing something). Change isn't always good. And, most of the time, it's usually for the mediocre or worse. Whenever I'm missing him, I play a lot of the music he played while I was growing up. I'm so happy I had siblings that were more than 10 years my senior. They showed and taught me so much about life and things in general, helped shape who I've become, and in effect - and with their own weird way of showing their affection - actually helped save me... quite literally. I wouldn't be here today if it had not been for my siblings finding me that particular day, at the turn of the millennium. Because no one knew. No one. I owe them. I owe them my own life.
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'Once you have tasted flight, you will forever walk the earth with your eyes turned skyward,
for there you have been and there you will always long to return.'
'Just as courage imperils life,
fear protects it.'
.~.↝*↜.~.
⁂ Da Vinci ⁂
