Life Is Not A Finished

There Are No Rules In The Service Of God, And This Itself Is No Rule.

In Reality, Infinity Is Merely The Distance To The Heart Of A Stranger. Eternity Is The Moment Of Cognition.

I Still Look To Music To Heal And Bind; I Still Think The Musician Can Be A Trusted Object Offering His Fellow-man Solace But Also A Reminder Of Human Excellence.

Music Creates Order Out Of Chaos: For Rhythm Imposes Unanimity Upon The Divergent, Melody Imposes Continuity Upon The Disjointed, And Harmony Imposes Compatibility Upon The Incongruous.

Searching And The Route We Take Are More Important Than Making A Find.