The cacophony in my mind creates a symphony. To many, it sounds like chaos. To me, it’s a Mozart composition. It may not make sense to anyone. It makes sense to me.
I sometimes wonder if he, Mozart, experienced his music like I experience my mind. The notes falling in place & creating an elegance that could only be created if those notes fell in that particular way. It’s as if any note in any other way, would destroy the symphony & only Mozart had the key to making it magnificent.
Or was it complete chaos in his mind which he had to channel into music or it would claim his sanity? Maybe it depended on the day, much like it does for me.
To experience my mind as a key or a cacophony is truly a gift & I write my symphonies just as Mozart wrote his. We do what we do to share our compositions with the world, leaving it forever changed…
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