Not to sound like Alex Delarge but Beethoven’s 9th symphony 4th movement is one of the most powerful pieces of music ever created. When I listen to it I’m sucked back into being four, standing in the kitchen of my grandmother’s mid century modern ranch in mid July while the chickens clucked around outside and her dog snored on the couch. I’m pulled back into being 13 and trapsing around the courtyard of my boarding school in the snow and wishing I wasn’t alive. I can see civilizations rise and fall and rebuild and rise. I can see the beginning and end of humanity. I’m immortal. I’m eternal.