Just finished rewriting the drumline score. Even got a new name for it. Took me a while to ponder about it though. For those who want to know, you'll find out tomorrow. Looks like this composition aint that bad afterall. And above all, it holds meaning in its name. Will explain that to the drumline tomorrow...it'll probably give them some sense of direction and make them understand...how a percussion score should be played. Surprisingly my own direction in writing the score a few moments ago was easily found, not like the clueless, empty-minded me that I used to have inside...searching for lost answers. I hope mr poh likes the new edition, and I certainly hope it's more enjoyable for the line.

It certainly pays to be able to find your own direction without the need to 'consult a map', which I've, and many others have been doing for a long time. I've learnt that self-reliance...in some places...are more beneficial...in some cases it paves the way to your true self...one that had been sealed off by a mental barrier placed there throughout most of your life. I've become impressionistic again. -.- seriously, if you want to find yourself you gotta take some time off and think...search...understand. Your purpose, your direction, your motivation, what you cherish and what you forsake. Too many things for me to possibly put down here, but for most of you out there I guess you've been trying to find your inner self for a long time. Succeeded or failed, it's still an attempt...a valued one.

Direction is clouded by emotion. Emotions are there to lift you up and bring you down. In most cases, when one is brought down, he needs to search within himself for the strength...which lies in what I've mentioned above, to begin climbing the limitless mountain again, then, later, only to fall and find himself back at square one. Life's a bitch, I think sometimes we all agree on that. But it's the simpler things of life that makes us look back and wonder...what are we to become? The simplest way to reach the end of the line is to trek the path without emotion, without complicated things to cloud our vision and dampen our spirits. The simpler things spur us on, push us forward; that is our motivation. We are in search of complicated things, things we consider superior, things we consider are absolute good, but once we fall victim to their fatal attraction, we are dragged down with its toxicity...

Simple things

Complicated things

And everything else....in between?

impressionism bites. does any of that stuff even make sense?