And they were the magnet of a compass:
Set to point towards celebration;
The celebration of humanity, unity, expression.

And they drew us into a spiral of joy.
Connecting sounds and people
Connecting rhythms and movement

And they sought no applause,
Striving only to express and connect;
To live, liven and pause time to decorate.

Music and performance connects us all. As the expression of individual feelings and emotions travels as waves, it pauses time and brings people together to celebrate life and decorate time.

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  1. Vim

    no particular thoughts here.. the thing i am wondering about is why can’t we be the buskers of ourselves. dusting old creativity, turning to a fresh page and let’s start busking about ourselves (ourselves = me: an individual)