02-28-2014, 05:48 AM
I love to listen to the city and the music he or she makes.
Walking in tune to the beat of cars the run of trains and swell of talk seeing the people walk their lives rush through me lifting and feeling the stream of thoughts and emotion wandering through the complexes.
I can't bring myself to shield this away as the story of the day tells me what everyone is doing and the feel of the beating of the heart of a city is always different in every one, from one day to another.
This is hard to express, when I listen I lull into rythmic typing, rythmic thinking, rythmic rocking of body.
Out of the city is never an issue as the nature surrounding is the same as the city but the sound is different. The beating of wind the whisper of animals and the talk of growing plants will be heard instead of the noisy human which drowns all other out. Some are sensitive to the loudness but it's just how you listen which differs.
For me, that is.
Walking in tune to the beat of cars the run of trains and swell of talk seeing the people walk their lives rush through me lifting and feeling the stream of thoughts and emotion wandering through the complexes.
I can't bring myself to shield this away as the story of the day tells me what everyone is doing and the feel of the beating of the heart of a city is always different in every one, from one day to another.
This is hard to express, when I listen I lull into rythmic typing, rythmic thinking, rythmic rocking of body.
Out of the city is never an issue as the nature surrounding is the same as the city but the sound is different. The beating of wind the whisper of animals and the talk of growing plants will be heard instead of the noisy human which drowns all other out. Some are sensitive to the loudness but it's just how you listen which differs.
For me, that is.