The World Is No Longer A Romantic

I Remember Loving Sound Before I Ever Took A Music Lesson. And So We Make Our Lives By What We Love.

Our Poetry Now Is The Realization That We Possess Nothing. Anything Therefore Is A Delight (since We Do Not Posses It) And Thus Need Not Fear Its Loss.

Not One Sound Fears The Silence That Extinguishes It. And No Silence Exists That Is Not Pregnant With Sound.

The Material Of Music Is Sound And Silence. Integrating These Is Composing.

Don't Try To Create And Analyze At The Same Time. They're Different Processes.