A Spontanious Appreciation To The Wonderfull Medium Of Music

Damn it's great! Can't put it into words but here it goes...

Music is a beautiful thing

When it flows through your body endlessly, for some reason the combination of sounds arises an emotion so pure that nothing else compares

It really is amazing and this right here is just me taking a conscious effort to acknowledge it

I can't make music but it encompasses every aspect of my life

From parties where I make fleeting attempts to expose my friends to music that is in no way appropriate for the situation, but I feel I the need to hear it, even when my mind is muddles by chemicals, I still crave the sonic combination of tones arranged in curious orders (run on sentence I know)

Or on my way home, on the bus, where I drown out the sounds of annoying smokers yelling tough obsenities to prove their toughness (smoking means you're cool when you're 15)

This isn't really a poem, just a thank you to the gift of music, that I feel is appropriate as I'm being lushed in it at present.