When the world becomes dizzying, close your eyes and tune the sounds out. Find that quiet spot. Retrace your own rhythm. Hear your heart beat with endless reasons to drum. Tap that finger and sway to the music. Party on your own, says a song. It’s only when you are truly interested in hearing yourself, in what your soul has to say, that the world makes sense again. Who else would tune the strings if not the musician? Who else would attempt to separate music from noise from nothingness? Who else would dare open up to the dizzying world but the person who chooses to? Be that, you.
“Dizzy“, Weather Report, February 5 2014