Sunday, February 24, 2013
star filled mind, useless imagination, whatever
Here I am, half-sitting half-laying down on my bed at 3 in the morning, my caffeinated body and mind forcing me to live through the eerily silent and ungodly hour where everyone is fast asleep. Probably half way through their exciting, vivid, almost realistic but strange dreams. Paralyzed by the exhaustion washed over their calm bodies. Exhaustion from the day, from breathing, from experiencing, from receiving and giving. Everyone but me.
Sometimes I hate these times, but most of the time I love it. I feel like I'm the only one awake in the world. It's usually the time where I get a lot of creative things done. Waves of inspiration usually come around this time. Although, sometimes it gets too overwhelming that I do nothing because I don't know where to start and I don't know how to organize my ideas. Like now, for example. But I guess writing this counts as something.
I want to talk about the amazing feeling of being surrounded by silence. Too much silence that it turns to noise. It'll fill up my ears and start to hurt. I start to become lonely. But when I listen to music, it becomes a whole different experience. I've noticed that listening to the same song at different times of the day gives you different feelings.
It brings excitement to me. As if hearing these songs for the first time. I get goosebumps, I get chills -- the good kind. I get lost in the rhythm, synths, beats, soothing vocals, mumbles, everything, anything. I probably look stupid swaying my head side to side whilst closing my eyes but it works. It's the best feeling. A lot of the times I want to share this experience with someone else. Just bumping to good music, hanging out, having a nice time. Hopefully make that person appreciate music as much as I do, if they haven't yet. Make them experience what I experience. Take them on a journey with me.. AN ETHEREAL JOURNEY THAT IS