Reviews for _-={Passionate Freedoms}=-_

[Zen-Zudokai]

A personal experience...

Excellent as always Maestro. I was fairly impressed by the amount of guitar you put in the piece. Guitar, not to be rude, is a instrument I rarely hear or see in most of your pieces. You weren't kidding one bit in your description when you said you came back experimenting. Anyways, the story I'm about to share is one is real. It is a personal experience from me that is reflected in this piece like a finely polished mirror. Back when I was a lad of eight I met a cousin of mine named Diana. She was bound and striken to a automated wheelchair and could not lift her arms, legs, and could barely lift her head. And yet...she was always smiling. I was both mystified and also curious at her smiling. I asked her and she simply replied, "I'm still alive, aren't I?" I liked her immediatly. I helped feed her at a family get together at my grandparents and according to my parents Diana was sick with a grevious disease in her spinal cord, which caused her disablity throughout her entire body. The day after that my parents informed my sister and I that Diana was in the hospital. Her sickness had gotten worse. My family quickly went to the hospital where she was being kept. I went there and she was sad. She didn't like hospitals she said once. She wanted to go home and be in her own bed. But, in the end...she still smiled. I was happy and yet also sad at the very same moment. The kindest, most caring soul in the world was dying right before my eyes, and there was nothing I could do to save her. All I could do...was hold her hand...and try to ease the pain. The very next day she was put in extensive care and she was so sick that we couldn't even go to the room where she was being kept. You can assume what happened the day after that. I was grieved by this and angry at the same time. Why had God let such a caring person die? My father, God bless him, was quick to ask me if Heaven was perfect or not and I of course said yes. He also asked me if in Heaven you could find true hapiness. I said yes again and asked him why he was asking such obvious questions. My father smiled and asked, "Well, what do you think your cousin Diana is doing right now in Heaven?" I pondered it for a moment and the realization dawned upon me like a weight. Diana was finally taking her first step. The first step that all take when they come of age. Her sickness had robbed her of that ever since she was a baby. She was finally being able to do all the things she wished she could have done here on Earth. After her death I thought I would never be able to smile again, to able to experience joy. But when I thought about what she would be doing in Heaven...I was able to smile again. I was actually happy she was in Heaven. To be here, unable to move, unable to do anything without one's help. "To be living a constant trap...not a pleasent thought." was what you said. With story, I hope you realize how true your words ring. Keep up the good work...

MaestroRage responds:

Such an inspiring story Zen... I have never known anybody facing such a situation, and truly the pain must have been horrific for you.

It is with a happy sadness that I see in your words.

I don't even know how to respond to the story. It is a feeling that can only be felt, and not easily written in words. I am simply not capable, so forgive me, I will not respond in the normal style.

Thank you greatly for the story Zen, it has brought about some very interesting ideas. Thank you for the review, i'm glad you liked it!

[patrickdragonboy7]

great.

i have no more to say. i'm out of compliments. you're just the the best there is. Zen propably wrote a story but i don't have time to scroll the reviews right now. you two should work together. keep it up.

MaestroRage responds:

indeed, Zen did write a story, he likes to do that ;). I of course, love to read them.

In any case, thank you for the review, i'm glad you liked it! I apologize for the late response!

[Garage]

Yep just what I wanted.

A soft song that isnt quite sad but sprouts gentle happyness. Y'know content. Nothing to do, just enjoying the moment. Pondering life (lol).

MaestroRage responds:

and thats exactly what the song represents :D! Except for the nothing to do part, everybody in the song had something to do :D! Like not let the crops die, and other things like that.

Glad you liked it snyper, thank you for the review!

[exgamer2]

Another story/review

A boy is sitting beside the window to his room, putting on his boots. But this boy knows that after today, he will be a man, for today he starts his journey. He does't know where he's going or how long it will take, but he is going. As he stands up, beams of light wink through his window as the rising sun shines through the tree outside. He is ready, he decides, and grabs his pack.
He has been walking for many hours, and though the excitement and freshness of the journey are still upon him, he grows lonely, and wishes that his friend were with him. As he crests a hill, he spies a figure at an intersection in the road up ahead. "At last," he thinks, "I will have a companion, at least a short time." As the boy approaches the intersection, he suddenly realizes that the person waiting at the intersection looks familiar! "My friend!" he shouts, as he rushs up and embraces his friend. "Where are you off to, friend?" the boy asks.
"i haven't the slightest clue," replies his friend.
"Ha, well, I don't know where I'm going either. But I think I'd enjoy going there a lot more with you along." says the boy, no, the man.
The two walk off down road, swapping jokes and trading tales of their adventures since they last met.

[TheWisestMagi]

WOW, I wish life gave me this feeling...

Both a story for the countinueing ones I have been doing, and another, exclusive one if you will, just for this song, I one I wish were true.

Song: I don't even know what to say, it is all so harmonically beautiful I am in awe...the complexity of the rythms doesn't even through off any harmony in the song, and in fact gives one a lovely heart leaping feeling inside...unexplainable..

Story1:Part1: The Love is Planted. (The tainted hero while still part of the group, falling in love with a lovely ally).
Always he had had a chemistry with her, every time they met, they couldn't help but to smile. Every time one talked, the other always showed an uncanny amount of interest in what they had to say. Discussions were impossible to keep straight between them, as either one would like nothing else then to hear the other talk for an eternity. It was a fresh, youthful love, one that completely over took the minds of them when together.
Story1:Part2: As the Soil of Confusion breaks:
It was a wonderful night, a victory had been had, the air was warm, and the ocean was quite. The cool ocean breeze and the light of a full moon created a completely surreal atmosphere around them. The entire group had been celebrating the great victory and was rejoicing at the camp, no far from here. The leader and his Valentine had somehow wandered off from the group, to a not fire lit, but moonlit surrounding. They talked for a while, and could not keep from smiling, the warmth of one another could have kept them from saving the world if it had been ending. They looked at eachother after a long silence..embraced..and gave eachother a heartfelt kiss..
Story1:Part3: As it Blossomed:
Ever since that night, they could not help but to give a great smile, and embrace at every encounter with one another. And although the boundless amount of time they wished to of had together was never able to be fullfilled, the feelings given from one another indescribable, and the compassion infinite, they did not bother to hide their love at all, as the entire group would get a moral lift every time they were scene together, like reading a beatiful love story they got a little of that feeling, and by getting that feeling they were able to give a little...

Story 2: Wouldn't it be Nice:
In a simple world, where adventure was not a dream, but an occupation..where truelove isn't a fairy tail, but an event..and where freedom isn't a right, but a feeling..this is the kind of world I would love to live in..One with lands to be traveled that are completely unknown to you, enemies which are enemies to all and acknowledged for being so, were you don't even need to know someone for them to be a friend, Where you can just take off with a group of friends and all of you're belongings, run to an unknown land, and start over..One where no one is prejudged, but everyone is mindful enough to at least put themselves in anothers shoes from time to time, even if they came to the conclusion that what had to be done had to be done. A place where you can "Dance like nobody's watching; love like you've never been hurt. Sing like nobody's listening; live like it's heaven on earth." ~Mark Twain~

This piece is not only musically thrilling but an emotional fertelizer (for lack of a better term = P). Thanks for submitting this one. 5/5.
~TheWisestMagi~

MaestroRage responds:

hmmm... such superb written words here magi!

The story is one that held deep for me, and your second story is one I dream of nearly on a nightly basis. A world so full of adventure, yet rigid enough to support itself. A world where people can be friends by merely shaking hands. True friends through actions moreso then words...

ah it hurts me to think it knowing it could never bo so...

As for the first story. A blossoming love eh? It is a blissful scenerio where the love between friends is fully supported, for there is nearly always a spring of jealousy in the steps of those following behind. A small unsquashable tinge of thought that complains non stop "but why can't I have that?!"

Then again, true comrades would not have this problem, where the benefit of one, benifits them all...

wonderfully written Magi, I enjoyed reading it all. Thank you for the review, i'm glad you liked it!