million miles away – ulrich schnauss

a theorem that occasionally holds: music and people are each other’s anti-thesis. when i get fed up of people, my escape often is music. when ugliness is all around you, there is solace in melody, beauty. dedicated to all the people i care about, who are indeed, all a million miles away. phenomenological, but the one consciousness that is rooted is the sense of being unrooted – or, an inquiry offered that connects, routes, but not necessarily roots, to the human condition – what we create, bring into the world, endless possibilities of reverberating echoes of brushing shoulders with each other. hope, without expectations.