It is rare that feeling to write something about me but it is something that I do not really dislike to expose people interested in the subject to be treated and consider curious or interesting. This time I would like to expose the brand that music has left, how I perceive it and how it has been an escape in the most difficult moments in my life.
It is clear that you do not have to be a musician or play an instrument to feel comfortable with those songs that touch you and leave a small mark on you regardless of the song to be treated. Personally, I consider myself or I visualize myself as a transmitter or catalyst when I listen to a music that makes me transcend and merge with me dancing along with my thoughts.
I just close my eyes, I go to bed and I am in a state of rest, then the image that forms before my eyes is dark until I take the form that I want to transmit and adapt to that feeling allowing me to see myself inside, observing all that information stored in my memory, that transmits that sound using it as a source to go beyond where I want to take.
It is an escape for me, perhaps because of the magic that transmits to me when I am in that transe whether lying down or walking is something that takes me away from the present lived and transports me away, allowing me to be in a state similar to that of an autopilot. It is that kind of magic resembling love accepting it as it is as if you reflected it to a person, the moments are gone only you and that emotion reduced to abstract moments filling me with happiness, an ephemeral but pure in its state of transition.
