The Ecstasy
The pure sound, human being and the relationship with the sound and its reception.
Violin string that floats in the air, ecstasy in the harmony and fusion, a whole, the winding and the loss with the melody.
You cannot conceive the many without the one.
Existence is vibration. The interaction between the vibrations gives an integral version. Our reality is the one where nothing is separated but all is connected, constantly and everywhere, in space and in time.
There is something in the brain which doesn’t distinguish the difference between us and others. Also the acknowledgement of emotions seems to lie on an ensenmble of neural circuits which, as different as they may seem, share that “mirror” characteristic already witnessed in the case of actions.
New cognitive maps, new existential scenarios open up to us, intraworlds in which the body embraces metamorphosis, sensorial transmutations in which objects surrounding us and their principles of relation become inspiration and set off a spark for this perceptive change.
Life is like riding a bicycle. To keep your balance, you must keep moving.