Author of quotes: Albert Artamonov

Music is an endless path to enlightenment.

Each line, metaphor, note, melody silently and invisibly reveals the secret name of the soul.

Sincerity is one hundred percent fire of feelings. Depending on the intentions, like a blazing flame, it can warm, burn and eventually incinerate.

To extract sound is interesting, and to do it without any intentions, just by extracting, to feel it. Those who hear it will decide for themselves what intentions this sound carries.

Creativity brings surprisingly unusual, amazing and possibly original results. The main thing is not to think about what will happen, but to proceed from what is, using it to the maximum. In other words - Energy is directed not at creativity itself, but at the outgoing potential, which is an excellent amplifier and conductor of creative ideas.

Autumn and winter are wonderful. These gray landscapes of natural silence are beautiful. This is a symphony of fire and ice from leaves and snow magic. This is a sweet melancholy that you want to absorb with all your presence, be inspired and create.

Sometimes unpredictability is predictable in its unpredictability.

At turning points in life, you begin to look for the tablets yourself. And you find! Your tablets...

Flowing with life and accepting your naturalness is one of the keys to inner freedom.

Sometimes it happens that you try to be independent from anything, not noticing the fact that you are deeply dependent on trying to be independent.

In the free flow, no matter how surprising it is, everything comes by itself.

If specifically to pick off the cranial box of each person, then there will be mental problems. Here the level of colors expressiveness of these problems plays a role.

The forest shone as it huddled in the embrace of the dark night under the dead moon. Luna grinned angrily, squinting her bleary eyes.

Places that seem to be forever the way they are used to seeing them become unrecognizable after time, that world, memory, people gradually burn out. Some moments burn out of memory, leaving only ashes from the shadows of memories. After a certain number of years, no one will remember this.