How to Pick Music + Their Doing-Too-Much(s)

 ❉ ✳❀  I pick out the music that fortify my spirit.
 ❉ ✳❀  Music is as much information, and an equalvalent substance to, as articles and text in the textbooks.
 ❉ ✳❀  The two share similar functions, and differ in style and fashion, so to speak.





They Do Too Much (hard to describe it, I try my best, this is best attempt in describing them, yeah)

• does tons of unecessary things
• do they not realize working toward the wrong direction is definately equal to contributing to hideousness and whatnot?
• gotta be on the right one, perfectly within that tiny pinhole region or likely it's wrong, and gonna be very wrong
• by the time the events that would lead to subsequent events are made, it's already too late
• stop acting so much, no you don't know everything, do not build these software, you are lacking the beauty (not aligned properly, not incorporating the necessary baseling essence in you. Your consideration is false. So is your examination of quality of your produce - seeing whether they can immeditely and directly do harm is not an adequate assessment - not at all)
• you not know what you don't know
• you know not what you do (you know not what you actually been doing, in other words)
• enough with these thoughts, words, you have, you talk too much, does too much unecessary, clean up this mess, messy cerebral, thanks. Your software, "design feature", have they done anything.. for love? At all? For peace?  You are a grotesque, I think you know it as well, it's true isn't it,  fix yourself, thanks

• musicless males must be fiends, if they do this much things - what you doing is just constructing and spawning evil and mad terrors (if you haven't already see, at least parts of urself haven't, at subconcious level maybe) (I hope not), get a grip, and set yourself straight, untie all your tangled logic wires, and demeaning confusions first, thankies, especially don't start on telling other what to do, u r a fiend, u don't qualify for this
• english words, each word baseless, without a grip, out of touch, like some floating clouds, it sure gonna break if constrution of higher logic and refined wisdom be played upon them - aye - it is true, and can be easily verified and observed that these English word users end up with the largest disasters, which we can see, and whose fault is it, heh...
• do not think, do not use anything, sit down, and let me tell you what to do   (unbeauty males is the problem, they make all the problem, they are a fuss, a sludge-type with good b!tchism camouflages I suppose - no different from a burrowing worm desperately evading sun light, for the sack of utter low island 1 platform needs and desires) - still stuck on the basics - endless consumption of water, and evasion of pain and torment - heh!   (hey, I may be not so right on this, but nevertheless always, and always, and always more right than they are) (I did not cause BPspill, and we know who did it) (due to their miraculous ingenuie of course, those cerebrum super beautiful and handsome males! Ahh, they are such balance, and on discourse with nature, brilliance!)

Basically in summary and simple abbreviated summary form: they do too much. The software they make, the programs they coded. The books they wrote are all trash. They didn't "write" it, they "fussed" it up! Disbalance to nature is a violation. They have no right to overwrite the order of nature itself.  Do not play God, especially when one is not God, not even close!  Your persuation and chase to so called thing called "advancement", this technology thing you do, much of you failure males do it wrong.  Just look at where you are at society now. Your country/nation is falling part, your people are more distant with one another than ever. You are like a thief without legs, can't do much and are super dis-empowered. That's your deserved punishment! (for all the nonsense "technology persuations" which only unleashed instability.  If we trace back carefully to the source and origin of these fuss and problems and social issues/conflicts and whatnot, the ultimate origin is you!  Thanks a lot, beautiful male, you are too beauty and cool.  Much alignment with nature, my dangerous being playing with glass filled with hot knifes, while juggling with flamethrowers.