
The most difficult of things
can always be reached
only by a simple method
of someone being there for me
Simple Piano improvisation based on feelings and an idea with
alectorfencer, of someone reaching for something impossible yet managing to achieve it.
The image to go with this piece is here: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/9606410/
Piano... Nothing more, nothing less. Sometimes the simplest things are the best. ~ Fox Amoore
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It's very touching. So much so that less than 30 seconds into it I started crying.
Those moments when a picture or song (or in this case both) So eerily correspond with real life events... today is one of those.
It's such a moving piece, you both did fantastic!
Thank you c:
Those moments when a picture or song (or in this case both) So eerily correspond with real life events... today is one of those.
It's such a moving piece, you both did fantastic!
Thank you c:
Together with this picture... the song really reminds me of a game I recently played... it's calles "To the moon" and it really was so amazing, that looking at this picture and listening to this song, it made me cry again. :3 Maybe in a few quiet hours you could think about playing it. I can promise you it'd be worth it. :3
This is one of the most beautiful things I've heard in a long time despite, or perhaps because of, its simplicity. As someone ultimately aspiring to be a professional artist of one kind or another, I'm often told that I should give up, that doing it is too hard or even impossible, that I could have a much easier life if I just took a job doing data entry and worked my way up until retirement. I'm going through a particularly rough time related to that right now. This music holds so much contentment and fulfilled hope in its quiet notes. I know that feeling from finishing my thesis in college - the feeling of having achieved something so difficult that it seemed impossible. There's excitement, definitely, but so much of it is also just relief and inner peace and fulfillment. You captured it perfectly in your music and in the little verse in the description. Thank you so much for sharing this with us.
Sorry, I sort of rambled all over your comments. This just really, really touched me.
Sorry, I sort of rambled all over your comments. This just really, really touched me.
This piece is... so serene. It makes me become lost in my memories; the good ones, that is. All the good times I had; all the candles I got to blow out on birthdays, all the stars I watched in the sky after a bad day, all the hugs I gave to people who needed it. It's a certain kind of sadness, or melancholy, that we all need. It's a melancholy of passing; passing fancies, passing the time, even passing a ball to a good friend. Passing away, too. It makes you think of all the people you ever lost in your life that meant something to you.
Except... it sheds a new light on their passing. Even though those people might be a distant memory now, it's a statement; that you've accumulated happiness from their very existence. It's a necessary kind of sadness that makes you reminisce on all the beautiful things in life, like if you were watching a home movie of all the happy little things anyone's ever done for you.
As for me, it reminds me that even though, as a child, I grew up in a rough home, it comforts me because I remember that there were good times too. Helping mom in the garden. Dad teaching me how to check the break fluid. My brother and I camping in the backyard when we were young.
It's a kind of sadness that completes our emotions, if even by letting us know we were alive at one point in our life. And that makes me smile. Thank you for this beauty, Fox. Yet again, you've let me see my life in a brand new light.
Except... it sheds a new light on their passing. Even though those people might be a distant memory now, it's a statement; that you've accumulated happiness from their very existence. It's a necessary kind of sadness that makes you reminisce on all the beautiful things in life, like if you were watching a home movie of all the happy little things anyone's ever done for you.
As for me, it reminds me that even though, as a child, I grew up in a rough home, it comforts me because I remember that there were good times too. Helping mom in the garden. Dad teaching me how to check the break fluid. My brother and I camping in the backyard when we were young.
It's a kind of sadness that completes our emotions, if even by letting us know we were alive at one point in our life. And that makes me smile. Thank you for this beauty, Fox. Yet again, you've let me see my life in a brand new light.
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