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Kaskade breathed new life into me last night. It was such a purifying experience, as if it was just me and him chilling in the confession booth. There's always a sense of "rebirth" when I go to these things, but for some reason last night my connection with the music ran deeper than usual. It didn't just teach me a life lesson; I sort of became the lesson while experiencing the music at that moment. (Imagine this for a second, music as the greatest teacher without words, the third eye chakra we try to develop in ourselves as we mature..) The lesson was this: everything inside you can build and build until it reaches a point where you HAVE to release in order to get rid of that tension and anxiety that comes with the build up. Hold, release, hold, release. Life is a stream of energy colliding and subsiding, learning when to hold on and let go becomes essential to the pursuit (maybe chase?) of happiness..

On that note, I think I need to accept the fact that this "scene" really isn't just a "phase" but a very fundamental part of who I am. And that is kind of a scary thought for the direction my life is heading. The signs on the road say: GROW UP KIM! Make better decisions! But my soul says: JUST BE. Just one of the many contradictions my mind (as I'm sure yours) battles with daily...