I fear that in the end there will be nothing left…
As I slowly fall towards the ground …towards the void
when I occupy the void ..years from now…
Mother gone…dreams gone and no body by my side
I think there will be nothing left but… the music. The rest of life cold and secular(mccarthy) ..a cloudy dream in a mind .. castrated by mental illness and social contempt
Dont leave it too long. It is rapidly being taken over by AI, and unless you play an instrument/have a unique voice then the music production days are numbered.