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<p>This song makes me see an orange sunset from a bright red sun, from the point of view of an aircraft of some sort, miles above the earth, somehow disconnected from the scene, yet every bit an integral part.
<em>Music is our religion.</em>
What else can make us see?
<em>Our eyes.</em>
Shut up.  I wish that I could express this to some people.  Others just understand, and others just don't need to know.  It's just that the musical/emotional/situational memory is such a wonderful thing.  Also, when I listen to this song, I'm reminded of reading <u>Endymion</u> at 3am here at school, then walking out on the oval.  When I listen to Tallis' Spem in Alium, I'm in the basement of my old house in my bed at 10am watching the light on my walls.  When I listen to Vaughn Williams' Fantasia on a Theme by Tallis, I'm reading <u>Hyperion</u> for the first time in my room at the old townhouse uphill from Fairview, thinking how the wind makes me feel like I'm flying.
<em>What reminds you of me?</em>
A clip of opera from.. uh.. Half Life?  Counter Strike?  Some game.  I got it from Ryan.
<em>How sweet.</em></p>
<p>So you didn't disappear?
<em>No.  We have become one.</em>
So I'm talking to myself?
<em>Hmm.. I believe the word I'm looking for is.. 'duh'.&lt;/em</p>
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update from sparkleup 2020-04-25 06:30:08 +00:00			`<p><span class="tag">diary</span> <span class="tag">livejournal</span> <span class="tag">fossils</span></p>`
			`<p>This song makes me see an orange sunset from a bright red sun, from the point of view of an aircraft of some sort, miles above the earth, somehow disconnected from the scene, yet every bit an integral part.`
update from sparkleup 2020-04-25 06:10:06 +00:00			`<em>Music is our religion.</em>`
			`What else can make us see?`
			`<em>Our eyes.</em>`
			Shut up. I wish that I could express this to some people. Others just understand, and others just don't need to know. It's just that the musical/emotional/situational memory is such a wonderful thing. Also, when I listen to this song, I'm reminded of reading <u>Endymion</u> at 3am here at school, then walking out on the oval. When I listen to Tallis' Spem in Alium, I'm in the basement of my old house in my bed at 10am watching the light on my walls. When I listen to Vaughn Williams' Fantasia on a Theme by Tallis, I'm reading <u>Hyperion</u> for the first time in my room at the old townhouse uphill from Fairview, thinking how the wind makes me feel like I'm flying.
			`<em>What reminds you of me?</em>`
			`A clip of opera from.. uh.. Half Life? Counter Strike? Some game. I got it from Ryan.`
			`<em>How sweet.</em></p>`
			`<p>So you didn't disappear?`
			`<em>No. We have become one.</em>`
			`So I'm talking to myself?`
			`<em>Hmm.. I believe the word I'm looking for is.. 'duh'.</em</p>`
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