…or Marvin’s Sexual Healing. “…and when I get that feeling.” Yum.
Not until right now. But it makes sense. I think I’ve had it all my life. Monday is the colour orange, Tuesday is green. I don’t think of names as names, I think of them as colours. Each person in my life has their own colour. Now that I think about it, my relationship with my sister is volatile and she is the deepest blood red - a beautiful red - but gee…I’ve never looked at it this way before.
As an aside, your post somenewname made me think of the dance of the 5 Rhythms, an exploration of improvised movement and dance that is authentic, inspired and catalytic. The 5 Rhythms (Flowing, Staccato, Chaos, Lyrical, Stillness) are a map which can take you on an ecstatic journey, opening you to the inherent wisdom, creativity and energy of your body. They point you in a direction and then each individual finds their own dance through deep concentration, focus, and the willingness to follow energy into the magical landscapes of improvised movement through music…
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sorry for not replying to others… don’t mean to be rude or anything…
liquidangel…
I figured you had synesthesia… it sounds so neat, I wish I could experience that…
I took modern dance in highschool for 2 or 3 years… would have to say it was one of the only classes at that god-forsaken school worth taking… I miss it.
Thinking about now it must be pretty cool…but it’s kind of mundane to me you know that’s the way it has always been. Hmmm…so if other people don’t see/visualise words and music, then how do they perceive them?
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You’re messing w/ me, right? This is the first time you’ve compared notes w/ other people?
I assume you still see the individual letters in the words/names… they don’t just turn into blobs of color or whatever…? I assume the lettering takes on a color different than the color of the ink in which it was written or something?
A person w/o synesthesia would see the letters as the color of the ink… and would only see color when sight is stimulated… rather than when a different sense is stimulated (sound, smell, etcetera…).
Seriously Some, I’ve never really thought of it before except that I thought that other people must of seen it the same way. I thought that we had colour associations perhaps, like when you’re young you might think that someone’s blue is another person’s yellow. I can read and write. The way I see it is when I think of a name, it is always a name, I see the colour. When I hear the music I see it in my mind - a river, a tree, a microchip whatever…
So maybe I don’t have synesthesia. It doesn’t really matter, I don’t think it’s life threatening.
A
What’s my color?
Olive Green.
Um…shouldn’t we get back to Bessy’s intention?
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Muusic can make me feel like I have nerve endings that extend out about as fer as I can see and it lends a texture to empty space. I do not actually get visions of objects very often unless they are suggested via some form of words, but space itself seems to warp around the sound. If I light up a left handed cigarette, it becomes more intense but nothing qualitatively changes.
The exception is rockabilly. It makes me see chrome out of the corner of my eyes.
Angel,
I do appreciate that, but I am all about tangents… so walk on the wild side and let er rip!
Now there’s evidence that music is not simply a pleasant distraction but an affinity wired into the brain from birth that could also help prepare children for some of the most complex learning they will ever do. Here are some interesting links - especially so it you have or are thinking of having children.
Bessy, I read about the connection of the brain and the music… But anyway, can you stimulate your brain cells with listening to a definite kind of music? Can you help yourself learning and remembering or working with special kind of music?
According to Robert Restak, M.D., author of “Mozart’s Brain and the Fighter Pilot: Unleashing Your Brain’s Potential,” just as you can improve your body’s health by exercising it, you can enhance your mind by exerting it. He says, “Throughout our lives, the brain retains a high degree of plasticity — it changes in response to experience,” “If [a person’s] experiences are rich and varied, the brain will develop a greater number of nerve-cell connections. If the experiences are dull and infrequent, the connections will either never form or die off.”
Indulge your ears. Music stimulates brain circuitry, which is why [they say] musicians have larger cerebellums. Fortunately, you don’t need to play an instrument to build up your brain. Restak says, “Simply listening to music you enjoy activates parts of the frontal lobes and the limbic cortex on both sides of the brain,” During tomorrow’s commute, turn off the local shock jock and pop your favorite CD into the car stereo. By the time you get to the office, you’ll be calmer — and a bit smarter. 
Have to think over this. I don’t see listening to my favourite music makes me smarter, although it’s normal. Is there another way of improving memory, except listening to favourite music?
This is also a good link for people who wish to have children, and are considering the idea of education before birth. It is called spiritual Galvanoplasty or gold-plating of the child in the womb.
What about when the brain tires of lisoning to certain music that you once like. How and why does that come about.
I’m honestly not sure… but if I had to take a guess, I would say that you never ‘tire’ of music you really like…
but if you can overplay it, and the nerve cells in your brain might reach the maximum solidarity they can have… for example when you can remember (unconsciously) every single beat and rythme in a song… that may single to another part of your brain ‘hey… we’ve got it already’
Think about it… you can tire of a song that gets overplayed on the radio or something… but then years later it comes on again and you’re like “I love this song!!!”
the same could be said about your posts Bess
congrats on the 1000th post
OG,
Thanks sweetheart. What a nice thing to say!! You made my day.
This is true. It can be compared to the attachment a small child has to its favourite bear that it reaches for when things go wrong.
Not to say we only listen to music when things go wrong, but yet some music represents a comfort to us. We instinctively reach for that certain piece of music when we feel a certain way.
We listen to it time and time again because it activates a special something which makes us feel a way we can predict. In this way you could say music is a drug.
hugs
Very good point.
Now think about this… and I’m not trying to pick at you here, because I know your views on drugs (narcotics) but what is the most addictive narcotic you can think of?
Probably like heroin or oxycottin right?
I would rather succumb to the devestation (and ecstacy) of H… then spend the rest of my life without music.