The fact is that, under a honest and true love perspective, there's the preposition of giving, in a regular basis expectation and generally, taking is always more suitable and comfortable... and illusorily secure. What happens in many cases, is that the lack of loving interaction, generates a blind need which is projected to the idea of satisfaction, by possession... and the less we feel love, the more we grab onto substitutes, like the search for popularity and many forms of social manifestations and demonstrations of strength, in the attempt to elude and calm down our frustrations. No one dies of love, but the lack of it, may transform someone into a potential enemy, both to himself, as onto others.
Music, is not only quite often a fruit or a labor of love, as very frequently, a dignifying or stimulating complement. However, quite often, like a disposable lover, music is only used to achieve other more selfish platforms of realization and secure a social state of recognition and a personal fulfillment, where the only connection with love, while a universal concept, resides in the blind need which sustain those attitudes... attitudes, which often suffer of the same blind disease.
Music, is also a love provider... because and essentially, when it's given birth within an emotional strong delivery and abnegation. And the act of love, by complementation, is only really satisfactorily reached, when the one who perceives, truly accepts and reciprocates by also feeling it, in someway.
Music is also a savior. Because also in someway, a mirror of love, not seldom, people see themselves reflected in all its beauty and by a momentary sentiment of reinforcement, manage to relieve bad thoughts and retrieve some of the lost confidence.
No one dies of love, but when its lack endangers our emotional balance, it's always good to be able to rely on some good heartfelt, generous and beautiful music. But never as a substitute or a mere stepping stone for the abyss of our selfishness and social spot light blindness.
No one dies of loving music... and no one dies of not loving it. But those who have the capability of loving it, always suffer less when some lacking or troubles of love and life, happen to menace our emotional sea of tranquility.
No one dies of loving music... and certainly not, of loving this one.
Quite on the contrary, because listening, is feeling loved... and loving it, is feeling blessed.
So, be blessed then... hopefully.
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