The only music I've been listening to lately is soundtrack to "The Two Towers." And by "lately" I mean the last month. Since I got that magic CD, little over than a month ago, while obsessing with the movie, it's the only music I've listened to. Mom noted it was a bit too serious for me, but much better than the music I usually had in my room - some sort of techno, loud and horrible. But having heard this music, made by angels, I can listen to none other. My idea of fun now is to lock myself up in a dark room, put headphones on, and listen to TTT soundtrack on the maximum volume. People find it rather disturbing, but they do not understand. When I hear familiar sounds all I want is to dissolve in the air and become part of the music. It is established that Third Age of Middle-Earth is but a legend; music is real. When life falls apart you can always close your eyes, hum favorite melodies, and remember happy times.

This music is not just plain sound. Not for me anyways. It grants love, life, and death in one. You live, you love, you die, and then again you are alive. The faster the temp is, the faster you live, the faster you breath, the faster life goes through you. Listening to this music you stop fearing death. Tunnels of time open before you, but you can always see the light at the end. And if you can't - there's always another song, another life.

When I am to die, I wish to die hearing this music, to stop breathing as the melody ends. Then the eternity will be nothing but a CD with "Lord of the Rings" carved deep in it.

I never knew that music as perfect as this existed...

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