i want to listen to this music until my ears bleed. boomp boomp boomp hihat boomp. add in a progression of piano and female vocals. melt and sway. ponder. ponder this  and that. think, but do not over embellish. when these headphones come off the world is exactly as i left it. wait. ixnae that, the world is not my responsibility, but rather yours. the world is your responsibility world. when you're littering the air with noise pollution, it is your fault. when the cement on the side walk cracks, and grass grows through, optimists see the life and beauty, the nihilist see the further breakdown. the meaningless in the cement.

cement by the way isn't meaningless. the word is rather concrete, with no abstraction at all really. the purpose of concrete in, rather a short duration of time and space isn't so meaningless, but eventually all these slabs placed here and there will end up being some man made rock that houses the few and strong clusters of kentucky blue grass, crab grass, colonial bent grass. poking through.

poking through like the dead air that fills my headphones every three odd minutes and breaks my anti-silence. comparing grass through cement to life through headphones. meaningless. meaningful. i learned something here today.