Post by Belial on Nov 15, 2012 7:49:48 GMT -5
I had walked into a club, of all places. This may have seemed strange to the uninitiated. Loud music, flashing lights, this could hardly seem enjoyable to even the most brain-dead of my more 'normal' brethren, but I had a number of reasons for being here at this place.
Firstly, this sort of establishment is where 'normal' people congregate, the why of such a concept is beyond me, but as the others do things that seem strange, so must I. I would hardly want to draw attention to myself by being antisocial.
Secondly, I enjoyed music. In all ages music was a constant, well defined thing. There was a beat that could be followed and was the basis for the song. This predictablility relaxed me. Pure, simple, order. It is a beautiful thing.
Drinking of the common concoction that normal people drink, I had found myself a table to sit in that kept me out of the way and sight of other people around me, I sat back and allowed the blissful, ordered sound to wash over me...
Firstly, this sort of establishment is where 'normal' people congregate, the why of such a concept is beyond me, but as the others do things that seem strange, so must I. I would hardly want to draw attention to myself by being antisocial.
Secondly, I enjoyed music. In all ages music was a constant, well defined thing. There was a beat that could be followed and was the basis for the song. This predictablility relaxed me. Pure, simple, order. It is a beautiful thing.
Drinking of the common concoction that normal people drink, I had found myself a table to sit in that kept me out of the way and sight of other people around me, I sat back and allowed the blissful, ordered sound to wash over me...