Hi! I'm a romantic being constantly shoved down by the world who likes to write. Here I post some of my streams of thought, poetry, and maybe even a short story every now and again.
Tuesday, June 30, 2015
The Best People
The best group of people that I have ever met are musicians. They are by far the most caring, funny, entertaining, and understanding people that I have ever met. A musician will understand me like no one else will, they seem to get me, or at least a bit of me, by just exchanging a couple of sentences. I feel whole when I spend time with musicians, I laugh more than I would anytime else, I smile more than I would, I talk, and feel, and live much more in their company than with anyone else that I have come into contact with... Sadly this connection only occurs either when we are surrounded by a musical environment, or only musicians are in the conversation. At school and other events they blend in with the crowd and don other facets of their personality and life. They fraternize with people that I wouldn't ever fraternize or come into contact willingly and display their tastes that have absolutely nothing to do with music. Their taste for classical music is buried, and they don't let a tad of it come to the surface around other non-musicians, and when asked about the instrument they say that it's beautiful and really like it, omitting all else to the subject, since how can you explain such beauty to ignorant brutes? It would be like talking about colors when someone sees only in black and white. And so I am once again left alone for the most part, these incredible people hiding behind masks of their own and leaving only the memory of the times that we spent together. I cherish every fleeting moment that I have with musicians in their real form, and am sad to say, that they are quite rare and my thirst for their interest is never sated. If only I had not seen the colors I would have remained ignorant and been content observing the world in black and white.
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