To Jimmy Eat World, and those nights in my car when the first star you see, may not be a star

I think that music, like fashion, can transcend generations.

Sometimes ideas and words get lost in the times, and sometimes it is rightly so. But other times, what is classic, is truly classic, like poetry or philosophy.

To the core of ourselves, human problems haven't changed much with the passing of centuries.
We are still the same creatures that get lost trying to find their answers, the creatures that are irrational, frenzied, consumed by the same ideas of the past.

It has been said that history repeats itself. I wonder if its true.
The problem is,
Faith will always be a subject full of misguided beliefs, construed twisted translations, hopes of meaning and sometimes salvation.
Poverty will always breed contempt, modesty, unnoticed brilliance.
Love will always be undefinable, ever-changing, enormously complicated.

The beauty in all these things have been spoken, long before it was written.

Sometimes all it takes for me to feel that- is listening to a song from my father's past.
If i can feel the exact feelings of purpose, enlightenment and inspiration, how could I ever believe that I was the first to feel lost.

Music has guided me here,
"Konstantine" -Something Corporate,
I don't care what anyone says, it makes me feel, and it transcends.