Love emanates constantly but is seldom met with openness. Each of us, our own dam to the river of humanity. Writers take the everyday commodity of sound-as-language and wrestle with ways to open the dam.
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I am endlessly thankful for the interior wonderland that is afforded from musical comprehension and play within the soul. I firmly believe that this can be a continually renewing experience (Copland once called it an ‘endless fount on renewal’).
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