Oh do come in...

                                                the new place.

God is breaking down my idealistic idea of adulthood.

samuel barber

simply a genius. this is the most profoundly inspiring and beautiful classical work. something about it. i have always loved it, i will never stop loving it. it will never cease to pull on my heart. i remember i when i first heard this on strings, a quartet only ten or so rows ahead of me, i wept it was so beautiful. singing this work was another incredible experience. so powerfully emotive. i wonder what he was thinking. what he was feeling when he wrote this.

pomegranites

little kernels of rich sweet goodness. the color alone is simple astounding. deep and rich. just like the taste. its what i always hoped wine to taste like. fancy. decadent. pomegranites lift so many wonderful memories out of the shadows. friends from past places. the strange old man who grew them across the street. the birth of my elitism. India. wonderful memories that are strung along in my throughout my life. consciousness string along. delightful. just like today.