If I Was On A Deserted Island
One thing I would take with me on a deserted island
A question that seems almost vague until you really aggregate the whole meaning
What would I really need to take with me on a deserted island-
A book, a journal, tools, a distant memory from my past?
Or music-
Wonderdul tunes of chords and sounds of different musical instruments to form a tune, a combined sound of unity with words that express your soul
Music that gives you life when you feel so isolated from everyone and everthing.
Music that influences your mood and built up emotions inside of you waiting to come out and be set free
To the beat, the rhythm of the song that only you understand
Like a steady river to a roaring sea
Like innocence of a child but is faced with the horrifying conclusion of how all life ends, but yet evolve.
It makes me wonder if music balances the earth and to make it harmonize together as if there is one song that the world is singing that only the people would listen long enough to hear it
Or maybe I already lost my mind and what's left of my sanity is in the music
Any music...all music
Maybe being on a deserted island alone with music won't be that bad after all
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