Music Is About Connection, And That's Why It Means So Much To Us

Music Is About Connection, And That's Why It Means So Much To Us

One song is capable of changing lives.

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Music means a lot to many people. It always has, and it will continue to be a vital part of our everyday lives. Music has the ability to change our emotional state, or perhaps heighten it, from happy to happier or from sad to smiling. It can be described as a language or a thought that is universally understood by thousands. It's able to bring many together.

Music is the one language that is able to unite a whole world of people. It has the power to connect and establish bonds. Music allows us to explore emotions — both happy and sad. A good song or piece of music is guaranteed to make you feel either way. If you feel sad, a song can cure it.

For myself, music has always been a form of escape. It has brought me happiness from a young age. Growing up, I would listen to the Jonas Brothers, the original boy band I adored, and their music just made me feel happy.

Disney songs also made me feel this way. These songs brought me happiness and made me laugh a lot throughout my childhood. However, these songs aren't just songs. They taught me many lessons, such as how to overcome powerful obstacles. The song "Go The Distance" from Hercules heavily pointed this out to me, whilst other joyous songs, such as "Hakuna Matata" from The Lion King, taught me that it is perfectly OK to let loose and have no worries.

What I love about music is the fact that artists and fans are able to connect. Whether this happens via social media or at a concert, the connection between an artist and his or her fans is the rawest, important connection. Having been to many concerts myself, I find the artist/fan relationship is eternally important, especially during those emotional moments when the audience sings lyrics back to the artist.

Gigs do not only provide a sense of connection between the artist and fans, but also the fans as a collective. Relationships are formed through music, whether this be through an online association or from meeting new people at gigs. I have made many friends at gigs and will continue to do so.

The joy experienced when meeting others who love the same music as you is unforgettable. When you're at a gig and come to realize that everyone in the room shares the same passion and love as you do, it is just extremely powerful. It brings you together as an audience, particularly during emotional songs.

Due to the obvious similarities between fans, it is easier for them to get along and form relationships with one another. Songs are a vital part of this, as they connect artists and their fans as previously mentioned. Artists are able to express their emotions and experiences through their art and in doing so this also helps others who listen to these songs, they and the artist will find relief in this.

Lyrics are also a powerful source, as they enable an artist to tell their story through lyrics. These lyrics are then brought to life through songs. These songs will then be released and probably performed to a live audience.

And one song is capable of changing lives. This is why I think music is universally adored by so many people.

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The End Of The Semester As Told By Todd Chrisley

Because we're all a little dramatic like Todd sometimes.
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The last 3-4 weeks of every college student’s semester are always crazy hectic. We have last minute assignments, group projects, and exams all squeezed into the last few weeks before break.

Sometimes we all need a little humor, and sometimes we are all a little dramatic, so why not experience the last few weeks of the semester as told by the king of drama himself, Todd Chrisley of Chrisley Knows Best.

1. Sitting in class listening to your professor explain upcoming assignments/exams.

2. When your group project members refuse to do anything until the night before it's due or just show up the day of to present.


3. When you and your roommate try to cook with whatever few ingredients you have left in stock.

Because we definitely want to avoid going to the grocery store at the end of the semester if we can.

4. When your parents get tired of you calling them about every little inconvenience in your life.

5. Sitting down to work on assignments.


6. Your thoughts when the professor is telling you what they want from you out of an assignment.


7. When you've had about 30 mental breakdowns in 2 days.

8. Trying to search out the class for the right group members.

9. The last few days of classes where everyone and everything is getting on your nerves.

10. When your friend suggests going out but you're just done with the world.

11. This. On the daily.

12. When all you want to do is snuggle up and watch Christmas movies.


13. Studying and realizing you know nothing.


14. When your finals are over and it's finally time to go home for break.


You're finally back to your old self.

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The Breath of Solitude

A Poem With A Prologue // Polar Viewpoints.

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Prologue:


She smacks your parted lips,

sucking the dry,

open cracks to a seal.

Pumping energy into your chest

and sending a continuous shiver

from lung to navel.


You can't help but cough,

as your lungs tighten and twist.

Ringing the frosty sensation out –

slipping through your parted lips.


The same parted lips that

allowed her deliberate fingers

to crawl inside

where she can escape her own dimension

of solitude.




The Breath of Solitude


All I know

is solitude.


We chat

every day

in conversations that circulate

behind the backs

of the present.


Solitude grinds my coffee beans,

as we sit

with our legs crossed,

waiting for dawn

to explode over our opaque landscape.


Solitude runs my bath,

bubbling

as the Sun crashes

against the diminishing horizon.


But none of this is reality.

I am above

the dimension of reality.

Not theoretically,

but physically.

I am only a tool

to be used in the dimension

of your reality.

Drifting in and out,

twirling through your negative space.

My only purpose

is found through your breath;

but what do I do

when you stop breathing?


I wait for your fingers,

less deliberate than mine,

but filled with that

that I lack.


I cannot see the blood

that sloshes through the veins

in your innocent hands.

The blood that energizes

those fingers

upon which I wait.


But I know

the blood is there.

It isn't

what you do.

It isn't

the way you move.

Simply put,

it is

the way

that you exist.


The sheer fact

that you have a bursting burgundy waterfall

streaming,

not only through your fingers,

but engulfing all of you

in its rich,

rooted,

energy.


The only waterfall

that I encompass

is the waterfall

that you imagine.

I have no blood;

I have no way to exist.


And so I

wait for your fingers,

less deliberate than mine,

but filled with that

that I lack.


I wait for your fingers

to filter the heat

to a state of regulation,

a state of production,

a state in which I can exist.

The peach fuzz

that sleeps on the bridge of your nose

begins to rise

when your fingers initiate the flame.

The temperature reacts,

as would my heartbeat,

if I had a bursting burgundy waterfall,

or some type of life source

inhabiting my chest cavity.


As the heat

starts to melt

my metaphorical skin,

I become reality.

I don't have a face to smile,

or eyes to produce tears.

But I have thoughts.

I have words to say,

I have feelings to express.


I still can only drift,

in and out,

twirling through your negative space,

but now spiraling

into your positive space,

as well.


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