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(hint maybe) In sadness, I try to listening to music that kinda lift my spirit. Not songs that make me dwell into that state of mind. I pick the rougher stuff and go a tad aggressive even listening to it. For me goes (not always of course and I'm bizarrely sensitive to music), aggression stands opposite of feeling down. I listen to heavy guitar shite or top drawer quality stuff (sub. opi.), exercise, kinda demolish my piano playing it (or a door) and it turns stuff going down.... sometimes.
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But my preset intend to post here was this, is this....
I'm not catholic in any, any.... any way but today was All Souls' Day and I went to my fathers grave or better to the cemetery where his grave is.
Um, my niece (early twenties) is an artist and she invited me for there was an exhibition there, where all sorts of works of artists were shown. Hers too. The theme was life, death and remembrance of those who passed away.
It started at 18h00 but I arrived at 20h30.... sun already left for hours but the moon was there (a few days before turning full) and the whole cemetery was lit with candles and oil pots flaming and I never have seen the cemetery this crowded.
Well, to make a long story shorter, I wish I've never gone there. It all felt so double and awkward. To me that place is a place for serenity, tranquility and this, my perception of course, was bizarre.
It usually is such a beautiful and quiet place.... a park like setting with lots of trees and cultivated nature. I just hope they clean up real neat so I can....
Stupid I went there.