I always feel I have a special relationship with time.
and even though I know that that could “just” be my ongoing fight with ADHD and the timing issues that comes with it – I still have a special relationship with Time regardless￼ of how it’s worded.
like I’ve been trying to learn the mechanisms of where the music comes from in my brain
Best I can figure is it’s from the murmuring “noise” brought into consciousness and sculpted from there based on existing motor templates learned already.
but why is that noisiness moving into a musical domain? what is the nature of all that subconscious “noise” just out of inner hearing pushed up into consciousness ?
ancient greeks called it the Muse from which we get the word Music
how can something so personal and intimate also stretch back into ancient Greece as the experience of SOME certain people across the eons but not all?
how is it creative folk scattered across time and space can all tap into some “something” – whatever we call it that also taps into them?
always just under the surface of reality – or just above – or existing similtaneously with just shifted slightly that few can notice