[Avant-garde classic]
š» Once-upon-a-time avant-garde, timeless, classic. ā”ļø
Released August 17, 2026

Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart composed over six hundred works, including symphonies, operas, concertos, and chamber music, all before dying at age thirty-five.
Franz Schubert’s friends claimed he could write songs as fast as one could copy them down. The man composed entire works in single sittings, and also composed over six hundred Lieder, nine symphonies, operas, and chamber musicāall by the age of thirty-one.
And letās not forget Johann Sebastian Bach. His contemporaries believed he had a divine gift for music, because he produced a staggering amount of work despite his many professional and family responsibilities. He created over a thousand works, including cantatas, concertos, and keyboard pieces.
They all lived when paper was expensive and digital screens didnāt exist.
Somehow, I find it difficult to imagine them hesitating when inspiration struck, or them caring if the inspiration came from the “outside.” Something tells me that they simply followed the music, demanding to be given a body.
So I only consume stuff from those who know that the world is not against them. The world literally sings with them. Every tool is a valid tool. That is the spirit of Ataraxia Ataraxia.
P.S.
If you like classical music and the question of existence, you might enjoy “For Her Ears Only.” I told that story as another incarnation of myself. Some details of this post have been adapted/quoted from that book.
Cheers,
Echo

š» [One of one] lyrics ā”ļø
One of one
Canāt be undone
I donāt compete
I already won
I donāt count what I make
Numbers live in fear
Something moves through me
I just stay clear
Stay open
Stay here
One of one
Canāt be undone
I donāt compete
I already won
Not one because more
One because free
The only thing I track
Is what wants to be
Do you love it enough
To stop counting it
I do just that
Just love it
One of one
Canāt be undone
I donāt compete
I already won
One of one
One of one
One
š» [Da capo] lyrics ā”ļø
Da capo
From the top
Did you think this would end?
It does not stop
You think I rose
I never fell
You think Iām back
I never left
Before you named it
I was here
Before you claimed it
I was clear
Again
And again
And again
Again
From the top
Did you think this would end?
It does not stop
Every time I start
(I start from clean)
No grudge in the note
(Nothing in between)
The music doesnāt hold
(What music doesnāt need)
I begin
And I begin
And I begin with ease
This is not a comeback
I donāt come back
I never left
Da capo
Da capo
The top
Did you think this would end?
It does not stop
Capo
From the top
Again
From the down
š» [In motion] lyrics ā”ļø
In motion
In motion
In motion
Still
The source doesnāt dry
The line doesnāt break
Not because I push
Because this is what I make
Not grinding
Not trying
Not fighting the wave
I open to what
Already wants to be made
The room is never empty
The door is never locked
In motion
In motion
In motion
Still
Some things just move
Some things just flow
I donāt explain it
I donāt need to know
Why the river runs
Why the wheel turns
I give it a body
The thing returns
Grace
Not force
Grace
Of course
In motion
In motion
In motion
Still
Perpetual
Permanent
Natural
Still
š» [The canon continues] lyrics ā”ļø
The canon continues
Truth never wanes
Long after the question
The music remains
Before you finished talking
Iād already made three more
Not because Iām racing
I just know what Iām here for
Youāre searching for a reason
Iām already in the room
Youāre mapping out the morning
Iām already past noon
No opinion moves it
And doubt makes it stop
The work speaks from the bottom
The work speaks from the top
The canon doesnāt beg
The canon doesnāt explain
And everything it touches
Remains
The canon continues
Truth never wanes
Long after the question
The music remains
Every name on the wall
They didnāt debate
The ones who last
Are the ones who create
No crown needed
No need to be seen
Already in the canon
You know what I mean
You want to know what lasts?
This
Just this
The gift
The canon continues
Truth never wanes
Long after the question
The music remains
And continues
And continues
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