Tuesday, March 25, 2014


It's 2014. Your electronical devices and automagically programmed computer zip-zaps can wait. for the next ten minutes while you play this brilliant, old piece of music. Close your eyes. Listen to it. Let it enter your mind. Seriously, don't just "play" it. Listen to it. Envision the masterful violinist David Oistrakh losing himself in music. Be the witness to a man opening his soul for you. He's sacrificing all his vulnerabilities and insecurities so that you dear web surfer can for ten minutes also fly over and scrape the surface of his heavenly dome. At its center, perfection.

Aside from sex, this is the best representations of perfection humans can devise. This is how we can stare into the face of God and know that nothing matters and everything is going to be okay.

The song ends abruptly. So go find a lover and kiss him. Continue the song.

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