stormy day and lightening strike

the moment things never happen. you wait and you wait for infinity, and nothing comes, then in another second, you reevaluate, and something happens, a strike, a moment. the world changes. you're never the same. you dream about this moment. you obsess over it. was it real, was it not. but these instances define your life. their is no going back.

fragmentation

"The sound experience which I preferred to all others, is the experience of silence, and this silence almost everywhere int he world now, is traffic...if you listen to Beethoven or to Mozart you see that they are always the same, but if you listen to traffic, you see it's always different. *laughs*"
-John Cage

I gotta brand new pair of roller skates you got a brand new key