Nuances of colour according to the heart
Slowing down and taking it slow will never put to rest my moral soul.
Im a 17 year old SouthAfrican Asian. Music is my life and Juilliard is not my dream its my reality.
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Photo reblogged from DaysWere Numbered ByNights & TooMany Rooftops...
(Source: foreveranchoredtoyourwings)
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Photo reblogged from DaysWere Numbered ByNights & TooMany Rooftops...
(Source: foreveranchoredtoyourwings)
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Photo reblogged from Just Some Expression
Study for Seuil de silences (Alec)
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Quote reblogged from phen de la lune.To burn with desire and keep quiet about it is the greatest punishment we can bring on ourselves .Federico García Lorca, Blood Wedding (via phenomenaaa)
(Source: saloandseverine)
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Photo reblogged from For The Love of Megan
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Okay wow so in a few hours I will be making my debut, performing with the KZN Philharmonic. I have worked so hard for this one moment. The one where i am truly able to make some real music. I want desperately to make every note count, and not get lost i all the nerves and jumble of emotions. This is a moment to be relished and beautifully remembered. I get to own that stage for 6 minutes and I want to make every minute worth it. I will be in that beautiful dress of mine and they will know that i mean business, that i am there to leave them in awe. Just a few more hours and i will be on that stage an i will be staring into the crowd and I will be doing Mozart justice. Whatever happens I just want to know that i put all my heart and soul into it. I wish to lose myself.. a transcendental moment where all that exists is art and my perception of it. Dear God…be with me tonight..i pray that together we may make this night, this moment, spectacular and one never to be forgotten.
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Quote reblogged from Intrepid Dreams Spoken ArtIn this uncontainable night,
be the mystery at the crossroads of your senses,
the meaning discovered there.
And if the world has ceased to hear you,
say to the silent earth: I flow.
To the rushing water, speak: I am.Rainer Maria Rilke, from “Sonnets to Orpheus” (translated by Anita Barrows and Joanna Macy)(Source: awritersruminations)
