If I was Pagan, I would worship Music.

It's an infection. An addiction. Creeping into your life and under your skin and surrounding every thought and action. Running constantly, beating mercilessly, shaking and quivering and moving your feet and your hands and your head. Radiating through every facet of your soul and taking control of your heart until you never want it to let you go. Words cannot describe and photos cannot depict- you must enter that room and allow the bass to rock your body, venture to that place where there is nothing but the music. Become the musician, imagining their love and allowing their emotion to course through your veins in the form of the liquid word. Notes do not reach far enough and poetry is incomplete- Unite them and they become a god through the power of the human voice, trancending culture and exposing the marrow of the self, yet simultaneously burying it in the anonimity of universal sentiment.