‘I’m not crazy.’
I loved listening to the ceilings speak to me from inside “The Heart.”
I’m not crazy. They really did speak. Sometimes they sang too, and those were my favorite times.
I looked forward to that tickle in my veins “The Heart” gave me after what felt like a long school day.
That tickle numbed everything in my body except my heart. I don’t know why. Maybe what came from my heart was the reason I couldn’t feel my body. I have no idea. I just know that all I had to do was step inside “The Heart,” and once I heard the ceiling’s voice my heart was all I could feel.
It was like my heart developed magical powers in an instant. I’m serious as a heart attack. Thank God I survived it every time. My heart would feel so big inside me, sometimes it made my eyes water. It never hurt or nothing like that, but it caused my mind to escape to a place of luxurious serenity. I imagine that’s why I never wanted to leave.
The shelves throughout “The Heart” were stocked with thousands of voice recordings. I would take the ones that I’d never heard home, and memorize the harmonies and melodies. They ignited my spirit while allowing my soul to rest. The beats and rhythms processed my thoughts while allowing my mind to stay focused.
Many people are afraid for their hearts to take their minds to that place of peace. Many people are afraid to let their hearts allow them to feel anything at all. But I’m not. I love to love, and feel free while doing so. I love the way love makes me feel. I love the way love makes me think, and that’s okay.
It’s okay to get lost in love because you find yourself there too. It’s okay to let love guide you. It’s okay to be happy. This world needs love, and I plan to restore it. When you allow your mind to accept what your heart wants you to feel; you’ll be happy always.
With “Sound Mind” I’ll make a new record store.
It’ll bring love back to people everywhere the way “The Heart” brought love to me.
Besides; music sounds better on vinyl anyway.