Alveol loves music because of what it reflects: a state of being beyond matter, thought, words. Beauty could be described as something of this world reflecting something beyond this world. Love could be defined as recognizing unity within the illusion of separateness. Music cannot exist without You. Of itself it means nothing - it is merely a waveform, a sequence of compression waves moving through air. Through You it becomes music. The beauty You sense in it is in You.Thank You for Being.