Music

You know, it's difficult to really describe the relationship between music and life, because the very nature of such an emotional force begs the use of hyperbole and exaggeration. Even weirder is the way that, while listening to it at least, statements such as, "Music is essential to life," feel absolutely true. Happy music, sad music, and even angry music all satisfy some kind of deep passion in your soul that you don't even know is there when you're not thinking about it. It can float in the background for minutes and minutes and you can find suddenly that you've been tapping your foot to a tune that was playing beneath the audio level you were not paying attention to.

Perhaps it is only hyperbole to say that music is essential to life in that they are inseparable, because every soul has music in it, that escapes in tapping fingers to unheard tunes or meaningless humming. Music is like a different voice that has to be explored to be used effectively. It is important to ask, though, why should the fire die?

All I know for certain is that the whole world burns.

Hey, those books you gave us look good on the shelves at home,
And they’ll burn warm in the fireplace, Teacher, when in Rome.



"I have a special power," he said with a certain pride that made him sit up a bit taller.

"Yeah? What is it?" She hardly cared, barely paying attention to him, responding with rote conversational curiosity.

"I can bring people back to life if I focus hard enough, I can undo the event of their death."

"Oh?"

"Yes. But..."

"But what?" Her eyes followed a sad looking old man on a bench by a hardware store. The perspective of him through the window shifted with the pace of the bus as it moved past him, leaving him behind as it continued on to the next stop. She wondered for a moment if he was really sad, or if he only looked sad to her because of her own feelings of boredom as she responded with empty mechanical conversational prompts.

"Well.. I can only bring back people who wanted to die. It's so strange, and maybe it has something to do with the relationship with wanting things and having things or the restlessness of their souls or whatever, but, the people I am most likely able to save, are suicides. Well. Half of them."

"Half of them?"