Is it necessary? Music I mean…well off course it is… it’s a part of my life; a key component in my clockwork life. It drifts, lifts and gets stuck in your ears like chewing gum in your hair. It sneakily makes its ways past the hum of average life and lodges itself in your brain, your sub-consciousness flooded with the sound. It ignites the neurons and so lights the bonfire of music in my heart. And this bonfire is one that won’t die out easily, especially if I keep stocking it up.
Its fire frazzles my brain with the melody of a thousand tunes, trickling over the messy web of my nerves. Now the power…drives…makes me feel…alive…I feel the… beat…Its moving up… my feet…Oh the sound… the groove…Give me space… I need to move…Hold…. my waist…Shake to… the bass…Pumping music… pumping blood…Music…I feel the flood…I need it… to survive…Playing out… loud… alive…The melody… the sound…Floating… all around…My heart…my soul…Filling me… I feel whole…
This music has taken over; my body is now the music’s. I let it go, let it pump and trickle through every vein in my body. Giving life to my soul. It is as vital as the air we breathe… It fills those deadly silences, mending the awkward moments. Its there when we lose fight , its there when we start the fight. It heals our wounds, even the ones that nobody cares to notice. It doesn’t talk back when you don’t want it to, but rather becomes a source of advice you least expected. It spurred as to do the things we would never dream of doing. It came alive in our first things, embedding those memories tunefully in the closets of our mind. It keeps us company on the road into the unknown and creates a background to the scrapbook of our lives. It becomes a key that unlocks special moments that this song found itself in. It is what I want to hear. It adds the colour to the monotone and the texture to time. It becomes the paint that fills the canvases of our lives. It fills me, us, with feelings we want to feel and it never leaves our side… and it never will… for music… my music… the earths music… is life… my life… forever… everywhere…always…
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It adds the colour to the monotone and the texture to time...oh yes it does! I absolutely love this piece Fiona.
I also think Julia should read it. ;) xxx
Ah thank you so much Erika! oneof my fav lines too! she should, its her right there! :) xxx
– Fiona Christensen
Aww, Fiona (and Erika)! It’s such a compliment to me that you think this piece describes me! This is so beautifully written, you have such a lovely mind. If I were to quote this, I’d have to quote the entire thing as all of it’s so perfect. You’ve really summed up music, and me, ha! :D LOVE this xxxxxxx
Ah Julia! Thanks! And its true, it is you, you are like a music box, containing all mlifes little treasures and playing special tunes and life lullabyes to anyone who will listen! Im glad you like it! xxxxxxx :)
– Fiona Christensen
Thank you for the feature TK!
– Fiona Christensen