VisualSound
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- Posted: Thu, 26 Apr 2012 07:27:58 +0000
My life changed once I tripped and slammed the back of my head.
I stopped being 'normal'as others would say. Very "To myself".
Imagination flourished once that happend. Recalling memories of other lives, feeling 'out of it'.
Pschologically unstable, yet able to solve problems and deal with social matters(at an extent). Life took an immediate downfall once in high school.Hormones going crazy, people whom I'd cross day to day suddenly becoming of interest. Attention being the primary goal of the day.Guitar was the gateway of expression of feelings.My body would fill with energy to it's fullest as if I weren't in control.I 'd metaphorically sit inside my mind and watch it all happen while I'd play guitar.
Maybe life is just frequencies that the brain picks up... That's why music is very lovely, depressing, intruiging, warming. Maybe souls(frequencies) enter your body once that certain filter is damaged
through incidences involving brain damage.Is it plausible that our souls are merely a song? And life is just a symphony? I know my soul comes out of the amps when I play guitar.
I stopped being 'normal'as others would say. Very "To myself".
Imagination flourished once that happend. Recalling memories of other lives, feeling 'out of it'.
Pschologically unstable, yet able to solve problems and deal with social matters(at an extent). Life took an immediate downfall once in high school.Hormones going crazy, people whom I'd cross day to day suddenly becoming of interest. Attention being the primary goal of the day.Guitar was the gateway of expression of feelings.My body would fill with energy to it's fullest as if I weren't in control.I 'd metaphorically sit inside my mind and watch it all happen while I'd play guitar.
Maybe life is just frequencies that the brain picks up... That's why music is very lovely, depressing, intruiging, warming. Maybe souls(frequencies) enter your body once that certain filter is damaged
through incidences involving brain damage.Is it plausible that our souls are merely a song? And life is just a symphony? I know my soul comes out of the amps when I play guitar.