Music

There is something truly beautiful about music, the way it radiates through your soul and pierces a person’s inner sanctum. I have always loved music, celebrated the liberation from normality that it provides and immersed myself in lyrics and music so incomprehensible for my mind to fully process. I guess you can say that it started from a young age and blossomed much like a flower does in spring, I went from appreciating the fact that I could bob my head along and chicken dance to being grateful for such creative splendor.

You may think that I’m a little crazy believing that music opens up the soul and clears the mind but everybody has their own opinion on just about everything so my judgment shouldn’t affect your mind set. But for me, music is part of the fabric of life, no matter how cheesy that sounds. It is the rush of self confidence you feel as you listen to songs that aim to release your inner sexy, it’s the way that you relate to songs of heartbreak as if you wrote the lyrics yourself and most importantly it’s the journey that feels more like a scene from a movie as music quietly plays in the background of your life.

Sounds are so important and can affect how your perceive everything, for me music acts as thin lines of string that connects moments in my life. Mirror (Lil Wayne) reminds me of the time a friend told me that the song reminded him of me, Hold Yuh (Gyptian) reminds me of the school disco and him, I Was Here (Beyonce) reminds me that nothing you do in life is ever insignificant. And then there are songs that just remind me of a funny moment, a bus ride, a conversation, music triggers things I have either chosen to forget or lost somewhere along the line, my life equates to all the songs that I have listened to in my time because they make me remember moments I never want to forget.

I know exactly how many songs it takes me to walk to college, and I know dependent on mood what those songs will be, because music for me has the power to dictate the way the rest of my day will go.

I really wish I could express the affect that music has on me, and maybe you understood somewhere along the line, if not all you really need to know is that music completes me in ways that nothing else can. It’s the glue that holds on to memories and it is the release of all things corrupt in the world, every significant moment in my life comes with its own soundtrack and maybe if you saw music the way I did you would understand.

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On another note, I wrote a small poem

Amalgamations of thoughts run through my mind

There is hate, hope, and passion leaving me terrified

I know somehow we should remain intertwined

But I’m not the answer, no matter how hard I tried.

So as I fall into her liquid eyes,

Life radiates from my damaged soul

Her lips just caress mine, and I leap through the skies

Something captures me and I lose my control

But there is something wrong in this broken collage

A loss of innocence and a clouding of clarity

Lost in a dessert, you have become my mirage

It seems nothing can mend this crippling obscurity