I’m starting the day. It’s early dark. Waiting for the fabulous orange light of dawn to paint the ocean waters.
I’m listening to Mozart. The piece concludes with a dancing allegro. My entire soul at work transmuting everything to light.
I challenge myself to describe the music. Energy moves up and down. Waves of light and sea move up and down. Our emotions always sweeping in ascending and descending rhythms.
The arpeggios of Mozart are formulaic.
His music is formula. Like breast milk. The perfect measure of sugar and spice and everything nice.
A healthy dose of formula in the morning. For a bright and sunny day.
Mozart. The sweetest ambrosia for angelic cherubs in the sky.
The FORMULA – Feeling The Changes
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