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When I started at 0, I believe it was Happiness that came to me at the very first breathe I took, because I have a complete and loving family.
As I began to walk and talk, I was hand in hand with Curiousity because the world always had something new to be discovered everyday; birds that fly when I couldn't, adults who speak many languages and dialects over conversations when I could only mumble 'Mummy' and 'Daddy'.
Then I was sent to a kindergarten; I learned ABC and 123, playing with those little ones who were indifferent to me, as I slowly became friends with Joy and Happiness.
As I turned 16, puberty, which came as early as 12, was overpowering and overtaking my sanity as well as rationality, as I very much approached Anxiety, Ire, Loathe and Unsatisfactory.
At the age of 18, hopes were broken and dreams were trampled, I was accompanied by Sorrow and Disappointment. Also, I had a very brief encounter with Love.
This year I am 20. I am breathing new air, seeing new things and conversing to new people. I met Hope the other day and we had a pleasant talk, as I asked for his companionship in my journey later on.
In terms of musicianship, expressions play one of the utmost role in its performance. You may not believe it, but in the baroque and classical eras, where Bach, Mozart and Beethoven lived, a single piece could used up 10-20 years to completion. So much emotions were injected into the pieces to make them alive, yet they refused to show their true faces, demanding to be only discovered with care and patience. They are that elusive, that arousing and that cryptic.
Us musicians, often relate emotions to colors. I see anger red, joy pink, secretive purple, despair black, hope white, and bliss blue.
It is however that I have seen and heard, people relating non-abstract objects to emotions. In psychological point of view, a grown up who relates his fear to a certain animal may have had bitter experience with the animal itself. Maybe he sees a dog when he is afraid, because he had been bitten badly by one when he was 14 years old. Or perhaps, she smells her mother's cooking when she is depressed, because her late mother always cooked her favorite food when she came back feeling low.
Emotions started off simple, but becoming a complexity as people age. It could have been because we are all the times influenced by the surrounding factors. Does it not sound familiar to you that, when you were young you believed love is merely two people kissing and hugging each other, while their faces wear beautiful smiles? Ask yourselves now, what is love? I could say for sure, your definition for love has changed completely.
I couldn't have possibly listed all the emotions, even if I wanted to.
I feel, just like you do,
Shae

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