May you find peace Chester

No voice will replace yours.
And I doubt no one will ever write the pain of living the way you did, nor convey it its hold and the human sufferance as you did. Dear world, I am so sorry for your loss

A whif from the past

This was the first foreign song I'ever seen that humanized the West for me. They were no longer a breed of comfortable and privileged humans who had the minimum and more, and toyed with the lives of others according to their own precepts and whims.

Suddenly, they had faces of children playing in the streets, working neighborhoods, little pubs with old people and a quiet atmosphere, folks sitting around thinking nothing or talking about the hardships of life.

The verses were also poignant now that I think about it. I realized how opposite to my feelings they were in many aspects and that just brings in another layer of sadness.

Well, if you are going down this road, while I'm at it..

"The passing of a flower in the spring is the feeling of a snowfall in the winter"

賢者のプロペラ-2

Sensations of one of these days, where I will be standing by japanese shores. Everything will cease to exist inside my head but these harmonics. I will fall out of time and be trapped within this limbo, this song constantly playing inside me. I will know I found my moistened harmonic tomb as well

 

Shades from the past I remembered while humming an old song to myself in the library.

It's not always happening where I get to discover a new library or a new alley in a library, but everytime god damn it gets me, it gets me good.

the library and book song