I'm laying on my back looking up at the sky. It is overcast and the clouds are moving fast overhead. The clouds are colored red, not like at sunrise or sunset, they are a darker shade. (DS) I realize that I must be dreaming. Suddenly everything stops. The clouds are now frozen in the sky. Things begin to fade. I awake thinking I wish I could have stayed in longer.
Information is not knowledge. Knowledge is not wisdom. Wisdom is not truth. Truth is not beauty. Beauty is not love. Love is not music. Music is THE BEST.....FZ
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