Isn’t It Rich?

Isn’t It Bliss?


Where are the clowns? There ought to be clowns.

Are musicians clowns? Why do we even consider clown as an insult if clowns entertain people. They try to make people forget all their worries for a few moments. It’s such a privilege to transform your pain and emotions into music. Without hearting anyone, without hearting yourself or the community. Humans have shown their admiration to music throughout those years. The sad ones and the happy one. Wait, was there even a happy year? No. The answer is easy. No.

Where are the clowns?

We need musicians, writers, poets, and entertainers not because it’s cute or we want to waste people’s time. Our main purpose is not to drag them out from their lives by living another one. We are not trying to make them lose their focus on making this world a better place or from, simply, being who they are.

Don’t bother, they’re here

While entertainers are using their art as a weapon for the weak ones, or most probably the ones who have no voice to express their sorrows and scattered dreams. The dreams that the world or the privileged individuals who have decided to take this away from them. A true musician is never afraid to speak up. A true writer is never afraid to attack himself and the society with the truth. Words, acts, and notes are there to celebrate the truth in the most peaceful way. Without killing. Without blood. No privilege or position is desired.

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