Joyful feelings…

This post was written two days ago, but I forgot to publish it…Even so the feelings remain.

Looking at the blue sky, where clouds dance….listening to birds sounds…it makes me laugh. I do not appreciate spring for several reasons, but simultaneously there are other reasons that pleasure me, that make me feel less cloudy. The sunlight is obviously better than a dark sky, full of grey clouds. There is some incoherence in my words, but that’s what happens when I hear Pete Tha Zouk’s sounds….I do not appreciate house music, but there is one that truly touches my feelings. It transports me to a level of sublimation…stability….like a volcano ready to erupt…like a bullet ready to be expelled from a gun. I truly love to dance…more in private, but if I hear this sound outside of my room I dance anyway…I feel so secure of myself…so me…so so so. I am laughing overtly while writing this because almost all the time I criticize my sister music preferences, and those of a few friends, but this music is completely different….it unables me to criticize those who listen only House Music. I feel I need to render myself to the evidences….and to change a bit my criticism (although sometimes it is not overt…but that’s a trace of myself…probably a bad one…but what can I do…I must accept myself, even when others criticize me for my acts or absence of acts).

Egomet