Beethoven

He wrote some amazing stuff. (silence i think it's a piano concerto) (his fifth symphony which everyone knows, but i really like the first movement since that's all I've been able to get my hands on so far) (lacrimosa)

So basically I have nothing going through my head today. I think today is one of those input days, while most days are output days. Like today I want to read books but other days I want to... well.. sort of... well to be honest I want to write books. That urge has been stronger lately, the urge to write books I mean. Usually I just have a blip of a scene like in a movie or a wisp of a story line, but recently it's been more... detailed I guess. I've actually wanted to write about what I know, the pains I know, the fear I know, and even the joy that I know. The ultimate glory in life that courses through me only when I am connected to the Spirit or the earth which is always through the spirit... so I don't know. See that's the thing, I kind of hate it when I read books with a strong view of Christianity. Since I am so convinced that my gospel is the only true, complete gospel I find it hard to tolerate books that are built upon the very contradictions I don't believe in. I'm also afraid that if I read books strongly oriented in their own gospel of Christ that I will lose my own foundation. I guess another reason why I don't write about the Spirit is because I don't know a lot of things about the Gospel, but I know that it is true...
See I can describe the feeling, but I cannot describe the reasons behind it. Yet, I know the reasons... in my soul. See, that's where music comes into play. I think that if I learn how to sing well enough I would be able to express every part of it. But I can't. I can't write it, I can't speak it, I can't sing it, I can just... feel it. The Spirit... the feelings I get when my soul recognizes the truth of the things I read, the things I see, nothing. Nothing will ever.... Nothing will ever be great enough to encompass the shear glory of the moment in which the whole being is filled with the true realizations that come only from the Gospel of the Savior as taught by the Latter-day Saints of His church.
May my mother be forever blessed for joining the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints.
hahahaha oooh the joy.