Once again I find myself thirsting for music.  I feel there is much I need to listen to and hear and learn.  But I’ve so little understanding of it.  It frustrates me to no end that I may never understand the greats such as Debussy and Mahler.  And it is no consolation learning that most of these masters found it hard understanding each other.  Surely, my ignorance of Shoenberg is far and away from Strauss’s lack of grasp for his mad writing.

I must figure this out.  Like the secrets the universe holds.  For music is both a matter of the heart and Science.  I have this unsettling feeling though that I will die trying.

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