About one year back itself at last began to reflect, about that that I listen. Has understood here it. I am a lot of years perceived through music a large quantity of another’s emotions and moods successively. Especially not reflecting who and for what purpose enters into my brain, and whether occurs thus substitution of my feelings and thoughts on another’s or, my moods find acknowledgement in someone’s pieces of music.

 Rock, heavy, black, industrial, sympho, пothic. Day after day, year after year. I completely realised dependence on this music being the schoolboy, including myself such “the musical alcoholic”. The Same condition of intoxication from “use” and the same hang-over at impossibility to “roll”. A legal drug, ubiquitous, universal, accessible, and pleasant. Change in consciousness has occurred recently, about one and a half years ago something has changed, the organism has requested whether to increase a dose, whether to change “medicine”. As a result change – a techno, a house, a trance etc. Further a jazz, classics, country. Suddenly stop. Have arrived. Pair-three months has suddenly understood back, that it is not necessary to me. Has cleaned from the car music, something about 800 hours. Most it was curious, that will occur. And anything. Has occurred nothing. The life has not lost paints, sense, in general of anything about what it would be possible to regret. Any tortures, any emptiness.  

 However, the exception while remains, last month I listen to piano music, seldom and silently. Such here consciousness transformation.

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And how with this business at you? You like to strengthen the of an audioinput, starting up in a brain any dung? What sounds at you in the car? You have a knowledge what pumps up the musical automatic machine in brains of your child?