Violin
i wish i knew how to p l a y the v i o l i n .
any i n s t r u m e n t really. but i really like the v i o l i n .
it is very e l e g a n t and p o w e r f u l.
a v i o l i n can be very i n t i m i d a t i n g.
i n t i m i d a t i n g with it’s p o w e r ; it’s r i ch and d i v e r s e music.
the v i o l i n cannot be thouroughly explored.
it can be p l a y e d by one of mediocre t a l e n t and musical i n t e l l i g e n c e ;
it can become a l i v e if a w a k e n e d by an e x p e r t hand.
the r e a l m of the s t r i n g s is a g a l a x y in itself.
one can n e v e r reach the other side ;
one can never co n q u e r all it’s s t a r s and p l a n e t s , nor travel all its m i l e s.
the expert hand r e v i v i n g this musical f o r c e is just as i n t i m i d a t i n g as the v i o l i n itself.
it is a m a s t e r who wakes the l i o n s and evokes unamountable p a s s i o n and e m o t i o n within the b e a s t s that minimal contact with the r o a r i n g creatures, their w r a t h s u r g e s out like an o m i n o u s l y erupting v o l c a n o .
i wished i p l a y e d the v i o l i n.
for i would be the m a s t e r.
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