“Coming back to pictures of chaos”
Behind everything there is a pattern, meaning ,value.
Once you go into life, you are in a way for a hike of life.
In the absence of the light, things are just the same as if you would see what is there. A blind person is expiriencing the same room, but in a different way. Colorblind people, blurred visions, all the same world.
For me disctructions are giving me directions and informaton of change the emtional wheather.
"Psycho weather”
Winds are the most felt, but even if you don’t have the words to describe what is the feeling, you can sense that it can be gentle, or wild. Almost like in a sheet music
“Clair the Lune”
Once the first notes hits, on any instrument, If you heard it before, you will know, it will sound familliar.
If you could play by reading sheet music, you could read how to play it.
So it start with “Pausa” and music notation is allowing to make exact represantation with all the #, and tempo, very skilled musican could just play it as he would read Language.
English, Polish, Icelandic, French, Greman, Spanish Different fonetics are taking place, so a “Accent” would be different
This accent of our soul, while perfroming a song, or talking about things important to us, it can be simple just numbers on a guitar tabulature, or name of the notes, we all have our own universal language inside
And once you connect yourself with what is inside you.
You can get deeper into something what is “Behind it”
Whatever mental picture is beeing played right now, with some people it can be like putting a vinil record, for 2 hours listeting to full album, or just making a single pop song. It can be any genre, Jazz, Metal, instrumental.
But for me personally, it is not about how it is beeing shared, but how much engagment there is to share it in the most profund way.
Music is a mental picture of emotion, feeling that not everybody will be able to connect in the same way.
A feeling that can be shared, concepts are easirer to feel, rather than descrbie.
On one page any eyes that would look at it would be just different lenses, concentrated through life expirience, a sentece.
Withouth context and interest is jus a rondom insignificant collection of symbols and colors, a scent, passing by.
Snow in the sun
How many times have you look at the
Sky in full sun, and saw snowflakes
Falling down slowly, making this hipnotizing
feeling of something astonishing
A sensation so strong and yet gentle
That it touches you, some parts of you that
You did not felt
Until you gave this look
That
Words are not needed
Anymore
What succes means to you If you have no one to share it with ?
Is it worth it to make sacrifices to achive success?
It that really success or ego fight that just tires to be special ?
Why moment of getting
What you wanted feels empty ?
If you stand alone in your dreams ….
How long will it take to wake up from it ?
Is the struggle worth of missing out fleeting beauty
That happens only for a second
Chaos into music
Everyone get’s to start a day in a certain way, even if it is chaotic, it have a certain pattern to it.
Just like single notes, actions of our day, define what kind of life we are going to expirience
Deharmonize notes, out of scale, peeking up random arrangments, are might be not the most pleasent thing to do
But calm practicing in a directed way, will lead to outcome, of improving in that partical way, that we wanted, fingerstyle, or pick…
Music is the organized, arrangment of sounds.
Everything that we have ever listened, read, felt
it becomes a part of us, with deeper understanidng, we can feel more
It can be loveley, scary, frigithing, encouriging, to look into the past
Whatever it might be that holds us from
Looking into the future with our heads up
and chest proudly putted straight up, it can be understood
we all have melody of
our own when we speak
It can be a level of twinkle twinkle
Little start
It can also be a syphony
It is all our own language
understand the rules of your mind
And the creatoions will flow with it , in
Your own uniqe touch to it.
