The world is driving us crazy day today with tensions are high from east to west. It seems that humans are not getting enough violence instead of getting more of the violence. Music seems not to get to pamper the soul of the rude soldiers and the crowd from here and there. We had enough noise in the clouds to the limit that we all cannot have a pure nice sleep.
My dearest Lord, the poor soldiers are driving us mad and we all here think its time to stop their guns. The time has come to make them all silent and forever. Cosmopolitan music needs to get played with the millions of innocent angels around the Universe. The stars shall dance all day long with the movements of the violins’ strokes.
Perhaps that we are the ones that got the music the message wrong . Yes, we are the ones that need to get it to write and code our senses to understand the song of guns no grains. The sky is shinning glare orange and thunder shall prevail. I hardly see any of them, my dearest Lord , thank you very much for your patience and patronage giving them an endless amounts of time to rationalize with not success or gain except massive destruction massive destruction indeed.