Nothing is worth anything:

RE: the Buddhist reality of all living things hopes aspirations and undiluted desires that can never be satisfied, "there is no permanent satisfaction" only the memory or future hope of it, it does not co-exist in the present moment, only diffracted by the time line variable of mind itself...

Nothing is worth more than the next breath you can cram into your lungs when submerged into an overturned Vessel with air pockets... nothing is worth more than something you cannot even touch... the memory of a deep love long lost, nothing material is worth anything by comparison to that which is lost and irretrievable back in the vortex of memory-time that actually hurts you to think about, 

nothing compares with a Sorrow of a Lost Loved one... who's passing you relive everyday, endlessly into forever... pre-Hell before the never-ending hell you deserve, the drips that make a stalagmite in a dark cold cave of self pity, and remembrance.... Music Quells a raging heart in the midst of a Storm that seems unending... and ever repeating... 

take a moment of peace and unity with the most wonderful sound you will ever hear by accident in the "subway" or on a street corner... or on someone else's Picnic radio... it could stop you on the spot, like it did to me... 

and revive the belief in the manifestation of God through Men/women of Genius and generous spirit... to share the precise carving of a mathematical masterpiece... copied directly from the Heart.

Bach really is "The bomb"... he blows many a mind in his unveiled discovery... Long live the masters of the past... Who is like them today?

NOBODY can improve on perfection... it is a pointless endeavour...

Learn to Relax it is a gift from the future... that is sublime and ever ready to comfort you in times of neurotic distress... (panic attacks etc)