Dark electro-pop and gothic music


Sentience.

May 29, 2013

Time shared with those whose presence we value is never time wasted, I want to tell him. It is time sensibly (and often painfully) invested in enriching the spectrum of our appreciation for shared experiences.

What are we, if not a collection of tragically beautiful stories made up of individual moments consciously perceived? Are these moments not so much more vibrant and significant when, even if for a moment, a sense of togetherness can be reciprocally shared?

But the moment passes, the connection is lost, and the words instead become just another set of grey pixels against a black screen.

Except that pixels do not convey the essence of glances ephemerally captured within defining moments which, intimately and irrevocably, express the inexpressible.
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