To Each Their Own

Posted on the 6S Social Network 11Jul10

If the world were blind, music would be the vision of beauty, not the catalyst for lust. Words would be spoken, not written; the first draft would be the final draft. If the world were deaf, music would be a manuscript, passed along from soul to soul, each deciding the rhythm and reason. Spoken inflections would be lost to time, the con-artist losing purchase. If the world were mute, words would be written with conviction, no explanation of why a sentence had to be written, only more useless words. "I love you" would come from proof, not from thin air.