Jazz

I am currently watching a documentary on the rise of the greatest saxophonests in the history of the most elegant ganre of music- Jazz- in absolute agony.

There is a weight pressing against my ribs and with each heartbeat a new fracture develops. Attempting to run from the potential of my capacity to love was not one of my finest moments In fact it was one of my most cowardly.

To put into perspective how flawed I am I found nothing to fault in your treatment of me and so I searched. My search came up empty because this relationship was built on the foundation of truth. And so I resorted to the only thing that would take me back to a group of feelings I am too familiar with: pain, barreness, yearning. I resorted to sabotage.

Ego is the friendliest of all frenimies Your style of steering this ship Forcefully confronts all appearances of my ego, putting me at the crossroads. Many a times I have chosen to follow a new devotion and have promised self and higher beings within to only look ahead while being held up by what has been experienced behind.

On this day I broke oath. I was not held above by the past instead I stared into the shadows and caught contact with fears I wish to no longer know. But there was a familiarity that felt like home so I stayed for a while.

A time that was already spent took a spiral that lead to a wedge between you and I. Although I support the evoked emotion that was brought by our first fight, the reaction was juvenile.

Coltrane found his feet late And only was his footing stable after partaking in self defeating behavior. Only once cut out, Left out And burnt out did he climb back into the the bud To bloom into something greater.

It is not my nature to marinate in conflict until resentment matures. It have become evident that It takes more courage to be in love then it does to go to war. I’m sitting with a set of Master keys uncertain of which one unlocks the door.

If the cello says something, The sax must respond. But if the drums don’t keep the rhythm, The piano can never take its turn. Theres a constant that must be kept between harmony and melody. That is when each instrument intertwines to form a beautiful synchrony.

In Jazz, Stretching beyond the chords Can either bring chaos or freedom. Love is fundamentally the same.