My life is music. And in some vague, mysterious, and subconscious way, I have always been driven by a taut inner spring which has propelled me to almost compulsively reach for perfection in music, often--in fact, mostly--at the expense of everything else in my life.
My movie is born first in my head, dies on paper; is resuscitated by the living persons and real objects I use, which are killed on film but, placed in a certain order and projected on to a screen, come to life again like flowers in water.
Nature is a good teacher; he who can read the nature well, he can learn sagacious things belong to life from it. Once you stepped in the nature, your philosophical education starts. A black vulture teaches you many things; a bear teaches you many things; a bird making its nest and a rosehip which resists being frozen, they teach you many things!
Never be bothered that your life/journey on earth will end/cease someday. But, always be mindful that your life/journey on earth won't/can't start afresh. After all, anyone who is down already ought not to fear to fall down anymore. So, never fail to positively use up the time that you've got/been given by God. Because, whether you like it or not, your lifetime will surely elapse/expire/cease someday. Oh! Yes, and what I'm writing about is not a matter of choice.