I don't know where legend ends and reality begins, but every time I listen to his songs, I feel a strange mixture of horror and admiration. 🤯

I've never been a fan of mass rock. Energy is important to me, that spark of madness that can't be faked. And Ozzy has it in every movement, in every scream, in every strange glance from the album cover. This music doesn't just play—it penetrates inside and turns something upside down that you never even suspected. ⚡️

I'm fascinated by his courage. The courage to be different, to be loud, to be imperfect. 💥 In a world where we're constantly taught to conform, Ozzy is like a reminder: You can be weird, you can be dangerous, you can be yourself and still become a legend. And honestly, sometimes I want to be as brave as him, if only for a minute—no masks, no excuses.

I often find myself thinking that he's not just music. He's philosophy, almost psychotherapy. When you listen to "Crazy Train" or "Bark at the Moon," you understand that passion can be destructive, but it can also give life. 🔥 Sometimes it's frightening, sometimes it takes your breath away, but it definitely doesn't leave you cold.

And you know what's weird? I don't try to be like him, but through his songs, I feel freedom. Freedom to scream, to fall, to get up, to be imperfect and still remain myself. 🌑 There's a challenge in every chord, a challenge to yourself in every chorus. And maybe that's why Ozzy doesn't age in the eyes of his fans, doesn't lose his legendary status. Because being real is always frightening and beautiful at the same time. ✨

Sometimes I think: If the world listened to more people like him, maybe it would be easier for us not to be afraid of our own darkness. 🖤

Val