"Those who dance are considered insane by those who can't hear the music." - philosopher Friedrich Nietzsche
I heard the music, in the wards. I even felt like music was being written about me and my spiritual experience, in the next room.
I swear, I heard music playing on the old intercom, and a piano tinkling in the next room, trying to put into composition my what my spiritual insanity was trying to communicate.
I'd love to hear your music/madness stories.
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