Symphony No. 9-
Touched
by The Force ~
{Author's Note: I think that people are generally touched by the same
experiences- but they never really give them a label. What if they were touched
by something, and realized what it was- what if they realized they weren't
afraid to fall? Or what if they found that blue blood was, contrary to what
they'd always been told- actually green? What if they learned to extend beyond
the matrix of how they had been raised, and realized that they were someone
else than who they thought? I call this the force . . . something that we feel
but we cannot name. Inspired by the above piece (and perhaps some holistic healing
methods).}
. . .
This
piece is magnetic. It offers up small glimpses of eternity. I could listen to
this symphony fifty times over, and never run out at the end. It revolves through
time like an encircling arc of light, lifts me through the stretch of space
about me. I am passing through several different matrices as I hear this,
living through a dream of the past- it embraces all of my lives-my past,
present, and future all in one. If I believed in Nirvana, I think it would be
my enlightenment. Each rendition strikes a new chord- and yet it is always the
same one. I feel as though I am looking at several mirrors, in a stretch of
midnight-blue. Some part of me reaches forward, an image that I cannot reflect
in the dark- but it still lives. It is a bit frightening, really . . . like a
second being I never knew I had, coming into the light, struggling against a
sea of darkness.
Does
this idea frighten you? Perhaps we can call it enlightenment. Alternatively, perhaps
it is only a figment of the imagination, or if you like- a different way of
thought. Perhaps the spiritual thinkers are correct: it is God reaching down to
us through his hand, or maybe it resembles Nirvana . . . no matter how you view
it, nothing can change its essence. There is an element in it, a magic, if you
will, that mankind does not understand. It is the internal human struggling to
cope with existence, to learn how to evolve to a greater being- to climb out of
the intellectual abyss in which are we rut, and to reach something else . . .
something wonderful. Something we do not understand. This is the human mind at
its finest. This is moving out from the sectioned matrix; this is the force.
