Stories Are Not Songs

But songs are a musical story. I know a difference between telling a story and voicing these same lyrics of anxiety and ease, of bearing and healing injustices, medicine for well-earned peace. I feel a difference between progressive story telling, between historically accurate autobiography, and singing cultural passion narratives, felt experiences, perennial sensory moments of nutrition and starvation, light and dark, health and pathology, resilience and fragility, privilege and responsibility, resonance and ongoing anxiety, harmony and yet mystery, acceptance and hidden avoidance, integrity, yet irritating dissonant echoes either empowering verbs or neither un-nouned knowns win/lose explicating with shy win/win implications Why grateful Yes! suggests, more hesitantly Not Not Yet? Being, yet still becoming Left with indigenously endemically regeneratively curious Right earned ease.