Overdub

During the pirated song titled "Kaleidoscope" by Tiesto, there is a dubbed over voice which utters "musical freedom, don't steal this shit"

Until today, I have always thought it was part of the song and quite enjoyed it. It was unique and seemed to fit well into the music. Yesterday, I downloaded the album and heard the same dubbed over phrase throughout the entire album. At that time, I realized the overdub wasn't part of the original song but an attempt to keep people from pirating music. Now, I dislike that overdub. My feelings about the overdub completely reversed.

John Cage was wrong. Music (art) is NOT completely subjective. After learning the dubbed voice wasn't part of the artist's vision, the value of those sounds lowered dramatically.

The artist's intention carries weight and holds value. There is objective value to art that is based around the intention of the artist. The artist sets the objective value (intention) which is unchangeable.

Art is objectively and subjectively valued.

Oh, the appeal

Too terrified or not terrified enough.
Sideline watching.

There is massive appeal, magnetic appeal. Oh, the appeal pulling me.
Stop! Browse again. Redo. Undone.
This is where I stand: The ones who say I'm too much -
- are not enough for themselves.

I've held back.
Browse again. Redo. Undone. Not terrified.
Others' assets are either appealing or intimidating.
TAKE

Energy is my addiction. Childlike wonder. People like this, oh the appeal.
You see it in their movement, smile, eyes, laugh, touch, being.
I will not settle.
Settling is mutual. Always. Unfortunately, it's masked as a loss for one.

I miss what I have not had.
But, I know it will be there.
I wait while smiling.
Oh, the appeal.

god?

This world begs to be taken. It gives without reason. To you. Do not prove yourself to this world. It has already accepted your faults and strengths. Take it. It begs to be taken, and you're worth it. One thing keeps us from everything we desire. Ourselves. Our self-doubt. I wouldn't have it any other way. The more we grow, the more we have. Indefinitely.

I take:
people, music, dance, art, laughter, philosophy, health, adventure, passion.

Be stupidly in awe. This life is perfect with every silly emotion. Do not sacrifice this moment for any other. Magic is happening, regardless of any injustice. This very second is the most important. And then the next. No need to force them. Their greatness is vast.

Thank you for this.

god?

This is global. Pain and hope blossoming, withering, churning.
Fact. There. Always.
sorry?
Emotional plan, logical plane and surfing both. Hopscotch.
Make me jealous. Turn the emotional plane resistless.

moment of my life

Abnormal now normal and glimmering behind the windshield
Every pour dumping from inside to outside to inside to outside
Old and flashing colors shaking with my skin
And those speakers
I saw myself as wrinkled - aged. And then smoothed over. Repeating.
Sweating brow and hair sprouting between my lids.
And the power shook. Noises. Little playing noises.
That moment. The moment. Of perhaps my life.

this song was playing:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LydS5nUeh7A