YOUTUBE ClpR3fOKPRA Buddy Guy singing and playing Feels Like Rain
River meets the sea.
Love is like the weather and it feels like rain.
Who is the other?
Guitar cries as only an electric guitar can. @ 2:00 min.
Accept pain and carry on. Stay. Stay the course. Together.
Even rain stops.
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At some level I suspected that irresistible restlessness would create pain for me and others. I felt that I would be alone. (Conrad Aiken's best-known short story Silent Snow, Secret Snow story too.) And that did not paralyze or delay. Courage? Fatalism? Yielding to...
Where does personal aesthetics collide with ethics? How is one to be truthful with and about limbic apparitions more fit for whisky and the blues than explanation?
Blues or pop? Maybe a primal choice. Feeling or having? Rationally not a problem, but... Rock, Paper, Scissors. No way to win all the time.
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Music enters through the spaces between letters, words, and sentences. X-ray-like, barely aware of the typescript of seemingly solid stories meant to shield from awareness.