It is commonly misinterpreted by many artists, that one, certain thing makes up a song.
Be it voice, or instrument; one is often emphasised above everything else.
The secret to music... is to make it as simple as possible.
It is harmonic poetry, in order for it to work, everything must click... everything must fit together like a magnificent, audible jigsaw puzzle.
When an artist is given everything they could ever want; creativity becomes forfeit.
When you have everything, why should there be incentive to pursue?
It is saddening that the flock prefers listening to something comparable visually to a child's painting.
Of course, the child has an image in their head; but they will never have the knowledge, nor the patience, to paint the perfect house.
There will be no texturing; as the child does not understand this.
There will be no shading; as the child does not understand this.
There will be no balance; as the child does not understand this.
And the painting is always done quickly; maybe the child wishes to see their own accomplishments, maybe they want to show their parent's, or maybe they wish to move onto the next fun thing that is paid for by their parents/teachers.
Whatever the reason is; the child should always be praised for their work, as it encourages them to continue doing what they are doing.
An adult making the same picture however, should be ridiculed.
Why people like fingerpaints... when Da Vinci is around; is something I may never understand.
But when one thinks that they understand everything, they fall into a trap.
Music should often be poetic.
Music should often be easy to understand.
Yet... music should also be... Chaos...
That is to say, it is something you can work out, yet it is something you can't.
I did not reconstruct the multiverse, Tails.
I ensured its beginning.
I ensured its ending.
I ensured the paradise after.
Nothing is relevant.
Yet everything is.
I am time.
I am Armageddon.
I am life.
I am death.
I am reason.
I am anomalism.
I am unity.
I am treason.
I am science.
I am physics.
I am chemistry.
I am biology.
I am "coincidence."
I am everywhere.
I am nowhere.
I am Miles.
You are Tails.
We are Chaos.
I am everything; but to exist, you must.
You are nothing; but to exist, I must.
It was something I wanted to say; because there is something between us anyway.
Chaos is easy to figure out. It is simplism personified.
People put too much thought into things. The key is not to.
People blind themselves when they worry about one thing. The key is not to.
People hurt people, when they care, or think they care about something. The key is not to.
When you don't think.
When you don't worry.
When you don't care.
That is when you understand.
Why people like fingerpaints... when Da Vinci is around; is something I may never understand.
But when one thinks that they understand everything, they fall into a trap.
It is simple.
It is complex.
It is Chaos.
I am you.
You are me.
We are everything.
We are nothing.
When things are simple
Is when things are understood.