Thought #17. A companionable friend.
I soothe myself by having a warm and mind-refreshing bath. Far from agitation and disturbance , far from annoyances and other niggling thoughts, I do my own thing. Sometimes, especially in the past, I would feel as if I was an alien. Not now, not today, maybe not even anymore. I allow myself to take a deep breath, to exhale profoundly, to wander. All our senses are interlaced , tangled as a stiff and attracting spider web. However, I guess I would not be able to stand a hearing loss. I can now close my eyes, a skilful classical piece of music could do the trick when needed. This one is Beethoven’s Kreutzer Sonata, a masterpiece written for violin and piano. The A tonality is unable to unveil the minor character except for when it is essentially unavoidable , creating an increasing drama in each turn and twist. A first movement full of energy and tragedy provokes the soul, awakening any hibernating creature. Then comes the energetic and invigorating se...