about music

Music is the harmony of sound. As with sound, it has connotations. Any type of music, by its penyukanya, is usually able to connote time, place and events. So often, when listening to music, in a certain frequency of feelings, one can suddenly enter into the niche of time and space of the other.

His consciousness is drawn to one period, time or event. The tones then lead them to visit the tombs of the heart, the traces of conscience, and the chunks of rancid memory at the bottom of the heart. Then they suddenly can laugh or cry for an event.

Music binds pieces of flavor, into nodes of subjective meaning for every soul. So no wonder, with music, a person can momentarily organize his feelings, or take it out, or lean on it (relaxation), or even revise his expectations.

On the other hand, music can also be a beautiful but simple articulation bridge, where language and words, bowed helplessly as they explain qualitatively, such as love, pain, longing, hate and submission. There is something in the trough of the soul trapped in the language trellis, which can only be saved by the tone.

At a certain escalation, music is the work of the travelers. It was the voice that accompanied the longing of the pilgrims