If you believe in God, everything eventually makes sense. Musicians just know intuitively. So does everyone else.
The easy thing is to get people to believe God is real. You can/can't prove this. How can/can't you prove "nothing"? There is no way physically. But you can prove it metaphysically.
The impossible thing is to believe God isn't real. So don't worry too much about your thought's journeys around metaspace. The unknown can be frightening/good/bad/refreshing/mystical. It can be anything you want. But if you believe in Good, you get good and good becomes reality. If you believe in Bad, you get bad and bad becomes reality. And don't take that linearly. You've got to take it Googlically.
In the physical world, you can influence and affect YB. But in the metaphysical world, there is no way. At least, I know he's not gonna listen. Just listens to music all the time while working. Sort of noisey. But a good worker/writer/guy/spirit/entity/ghost/mystic/medium/everyman/average Joe. Sort of looney too. Guy believes in Christmas, Jesus, thinks he's Santa, metaspace, in fact, I think he believes in everything. I wonder why. I'll tell you why. The guy is greedy as hell. He wants everything. Gave him the world. Wants more.
Take your time, don't rush. Think about things and your thought will wander. If you believe God is real, let your thought wander. You will find your way to my neighborhood.
If you don't believe, then try not to think. Just listen and maybe try to imagine what a google is.
By the way, maybe since YB told you about me, you can think fishbowl. It might be quicker. But don't get paranoid. I'm mostly not like you, but do like you. So cut the shit and get it together, people. Or, you could be living so much better! No second chances, sorry. Okay, maybe once in a trillion years. Just joking. There's no time over here. Or there is, but...
You've got to understand, YB can only write what he thinks he knows and this is limited by the human brain in the physical world. Everything start making sense, eh?
