nature

Flying kites with friends. The kite was a colorful flying fish. The wind was strong, the string was pulled tight. Suddenly, the string broke and the kite flew away on its own, flying higher and higher until it disappeared. The two of us watched it fly away, feeling sad for the kite. Woke up.

was painting a picture, but instead of paint, music came out of the brush. each color was a different note. i painted a sound landscape. mountains of low tones, a river of high melodies. a bird landed on the painting and started singing along. it was beautiful. when i finished, the painting started playing the music by itself. i woke up inspired

drew but instead of paints music flowed from the brush each color a separate note I drew a sound landscape mountains of low tones a river of high melody a bird flew in sat on the painting and began to sing along very beautifully when I finished the painting itself began to play music felt inspired woke up

I was painting a picture, but instead of paint, music was coming out of the brush. Each color a note. I painted a soundscape. Mountains of low sounds, a river of high melodies. A bird landed on the painting and started singing along with it. It was magnificent. When I finished, the painting played the music all by itself. Woke up inspired.

I play guitar in a vegetable band. The bassist is broccoli, the drummer is a potato. I use a carrot as a guitar, the sound is a bit strange, but it's very exciting. We perform for earthworm and snail audiences in the garden, they love it and throw petals. This is the peak of my vegetable career, laughed awake.

I was playing a musical instrument I'd never seen before. Shaped like a harp, but the strings were made of light beams. Plucking the light beams produced heavenly music and colorful lights. The music attracted many small animals who gathered to listen. Was immersed in the music, felt connected to the universe. Woke up with the beautiful melody still seeming to linger.