
I have chosen to represent concepts and feelings I associate
with this song in the form of photographs because music always causes me to
engage in introspection, especially in this case, being that this song is my
own creation.
The first photograph portrays an empty highway. To me, this picture represents the beginning
of life. When we are born, we come into
this world with little. Knowledge,
desires, and responsibilities come into our life gradually. When life is created, we can only detect
slight movements and steady heartbeats. Likewise,
the beginning of this song starts with minimal musical aspects, but as it
continues, more are added.
As we age, we begin to develop personalities and talents,
accumulate responsibilities, and we are drawn to various people, places, and
activities. Some of these beautify our
lives, but some of them can become obstacles in our path to reaching our short
and long-term goals. Instead of life
being a smooth path that seems to only be headed in one direction, we often
feel spread thin, pulled apart, re-directed, or hindered. This is reflected in the nature of the music
as more elements are added.
Are we growing like a forest or an urban jungle? Are we reaching toward the sky with our focus on the light or are we trying to create light of our own for others to see? Have these additions to my life been wholesome or have they been decadent and distracting?
Are we growing like a forest or an urban jungle? Are we reaching toward the sky with our focus on the light or are we trying to create light of our own for others to see? Have these additions to my life been wholesome or have they been decadent and distracting?
Why have I tried to run faster than I am able? Is it because I want to please others? Is it because I want to impress or showboat? Do I tell myself that one purchase on a credit card won’t make a difference even though I’m on a budget? Do I need the newest iPhone? Will engaging in passionate kissing with as many females as possible before I’m not allowed to for 2 years satisfy my desire and pride to the point of rendering those feelings dormant during that time?
Am I freeing myself from such things or am I actually imprisoning myself?
As with all rivers and streams, I have a destination. Will I lose myself among others in the vast
ocean of the human family, destined to move with the current of the world and
the seasons, or will I come to rest like the pond or lake? Will I seek the power to impress and
potentially pulverize, or will I capture the calm of contentment by being still
and finding God?
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