Last night saw the culmination of my first experience ever as competitor in a poetry slam contest. Slightly nervous , considering the other participants were amazing and talented , I surfed through the first two rounds unscathed . But in the third round which was to determine the Jönköping Poetry Slam competition winner, I tripped on the same poem twice , probably a lot more nervous than I thought I was. I apologized and abandoned the stage , not being able to recall the lines of the third piece. The Show host , slam artist Matiss, asked the crowd, and my opponent, if they could spare another chance for a redo which they agreed to with relative enthusiasm. Back on the stage, mind racing , scheming through alternatives , I happened on a forgotten piece , which I perform well enough but not too gracefully. It must have struck a chord though, as it gave me the upper hand by just 0.1 points , making me The slam champion of jönköping 2014 - I guess the world has it's ways .
Music is our common language and like numbers , it is spoken by all. We are nothing more than free spirits with a desire to make the World resonate to the frequencies of Mother earth's heartbeat and sway frantically in the glow of the moonlight.