Insirations

After a human is thrust into this unknown world of mystery, they have to make choices. Choices about what to do, say, think, feel, etc. There are more humans around, of course, to help, challenge and inspire the other humans. As we live our lives, there are millions of things to do. Millions of people to make you think a certain way. Millions of things to make you do, or think something. There's also then something called the Butterfly Affect. Say a butterfly flaps it's wings or doesn't at a certain time; those air currents (or lack thereof) could make a tsunami or something. Maybe if you do one thing, it will create a different affect than if you do something else. Whenever I do something small like that (such as picking up a pencil) I try to think, do the other thing, no, no, do the OTHER thing. Then, if I pick it up, I'll wish I didn't to see what would happen. But of course that's impossible. In my life, I have two main inspirations: music and my friends/family. Take, for instance, the title of this blog. There's a picture of Miles Davis, one of my favorite musicians. I love jazz. I play trumpet. Miles Davis inspired me to become better, maybe even famous at trumpet. I love music. Who doesn't? I mean, how can people live without The Beatles, Led Zeppelin, Rolling Stones, Cream/Eric Clapton, Jimi Hendrix, The Who, Louis Armstrong or Tally Hall?? I know almost all the Beatles' songs and can sing along and have memorized Tally Hall's songs. OK, you know what? I don't feel like writing everything down right now. SO, I'll update this later, ok?