Here, for you.
To whom do I owe this existence,
Curating canvasses of meaning
Trudging mixed and muddied waters
To decorate already ornate halls
Devoid of meaning, in debt to those that I love.
Catalysts of coping, smiles in guise, for those I love.
16 Bars for Depression
Ya know the way there’s songs and theres a couple of rhythms in each tune; like drums vocals, chorus but some definite and some not so definite, but the brain is like yeahhhh I fucking dig these audio things coming in to my ear drums, as opposed to the rhythm of a washing machine or a consaw. Then is it because the brain likes certain rhythms combined and some unexpected ones with big drops or high-pitched melodies, like the mundane 24 bars in a day consisting of the nice like going to sleep, eating, drinking, helping people and exercise are your lil drums, the are your beat patterns. Some beats can be or are deeper and saltier than others at times too. But then like unexpected hooks of occasional sunsets or belly rubs and then these big drops of sex, good laughs or hitting a bullseye. The horrible breakdowns actually leading to breakdowns like suffering or unexpected death. And then some songs and rhythms are only nice at certain times of day? To suit your circadian rhythm perh...
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