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Nov 2011
I’m thinking of a sound
Only one sound, specifically one sound
It’s a collective sound, like all other sounds
Not like an old man’s croon or a young man’s mumble
Not like a stoner giggling or wino vomiting
Not gravitational sounds
Weightless sounds
Sounds of flight
Transcendence
It’s a sound that fills you deep inside
The most insidious sound of all
Catches your attention and tells you all you need to know
You find it wherever you find life
Sometimes behind closed doors
It’s a projection
A motion
An output of everything you hold dearest
Everything that makes you who you are
An expression of what you are, and what you’ve always wanted to be
A sound to signify your mounting place in the world
A sound for respect
A sound for love whenever applicable
**** good sound
Anti-gravity man
It pushes you up and brings you back down
But you don’t care
Cause you feel it deep inside yourself
And you know you’ll never forget hearing it
Places may change, time, instance
But it’ll always be out there
Singing its beating heart out
Throwing itself to you, never to be anything else
Clarity
Perfection
Beauty
It’s the only sound that keeps us going


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Written by
Dante
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