life is like a piano: what you get out of it depends on how you play it.
time is an accordion: expanding and contracting while the wind of change sings on its reeds.
time is an accordion: expanding and contracting while the wind of change sings on its reeds.
...if life is a piano, and time is an accordion (and a cello is passion, and a clarinet is emotion, and a guitar is thought, and a drum is instinct), then the human voice must surely be our own jubilating consciousness within the great symphony of existence....
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Life is like a violin --
it's rounded,
it's squeeky at first;
later, sounds a bit better
eventually, refined
follows known notes.
creativity then can be defined
not by the individual
but by the harmony of many
but perhaps life is more like
the whistle --
it's refined sound
sounds better as an individual
rather than the collective;
can resound beautifully
when its voice is heard
like an echo
or yodel in the alps
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