So that I come back to it :)
Just so yah know.... my biggest fault in my walk with God is taking too much...
my heart yearns...
and then is apathetic...
I guess you could call it trying to play God...
I reprove most every single one of my actions to align with the Bible...which....there's nothing wrong with wanting to align yourself...
but i so often forget that I
Can't do that...
constant surrender to God can...
and it's funny cause then...my head says...to my heart..."are you surrendering?"
almost like a sarcastic serious joke...
my heart says "no....oh crap i should be surrendering to God!"
(and Loving him etc. just insert...religiosity)
then my mind forgets it was a joke in the first place and starts to believe because my heart is so disturbed....
because that's a thing I gotta' do...If I'm not surrendering it's me whose living my life...and I suck at that...right...so
I
decide that for that few moments it's a good time to surrender...and I say phew.... glad I got that squared....away now what do I have to do....
it's not that I'm beating myself over the head...it's just very paradoxical...or maybe...not so much that...but hypocritical..... :)
NO ANYTHING BUT THAT!!!!
yup :)
everything especially that....
just think about it...if I weren't a hypocrite...what would I need God for....wouldn't I be purely the things I aspire to... :/ ?
This is probably the most common American sin...not necessarily hypocrisy....but independence...
I've got this God...and I surrender to him when I remember or when I need help :/
isn't that what should make me as a Christian different...that fact that though...I'm broken...and go through hard times like all the unsaved... (pre-Christians as I've heard some refer to them:) I have Jesus in my spirit...that influences my soul that influences my body...that drives out sin...
because I can't have two masters..and I'm already in Christ...
read some of romans....ch5-7 wonderful :)maybe a little longer than that...I'm not exactly sure..but the Bible is Good
what I'm gettin' at is...
...trying...
doesn't produce anything in the Christian walk...because you are...already in Christ...the more you put your hands off of trying to be like God the more you are :)
at least that's how it works for Christians...
well you should read...Romans...it says it much better....and clears it up much better.... :)
I'm just sorta' para-rambling :)
Monday, November 30, 2009
Friday, November 27, 2009
Playing
Today, as I tried to finish off reading an essay for a certain college class I fell asleep...
imagine that...
I like to sleep...
but unlike most of my sleeping times I was granted a dream...
as strange as it may have been...
I can only really remember what I wrote down directly after having woke up...
i dreamt there was this old British guy with the funniest accent...moustache and all..and we were on this beautiful, outdoors, backwoods pond with the sun shining down down on us and a little triangular type row boat...old-fashioned and made of wood...
and he was the type of Britain that says things like "What? What?" alla' time and "good show"
somewhere along the line, i thought it would be funny to kill him..fake invisible sword in hand I lunge for him..and he parries back with his sabre which seems for some reason to be lighter...(though...they're both invisible :/ )
then we rush through invention...and the ages...dueling...first with sword now with ridiculous old pistols...it's unclear whether they're fake or not at this time...whether they're cap guns or airsoft or bb guns...but we keep at it...we dive throughout the pond hiding from one another...both of us hoping to get the drop on the other...
now we're finally up to modern age equipment...machine gun in hand strafing bullets...jumping and laughing still all the time...we're both having the gayest of times....
I finally get the drop on him...
only I don't have anything left...and neither does he...
so I make an invention..."air-grenade" right on the spot...I take some air bite off the top and throw a grenade towards this elderly man...whom seems fit enough to have been in the army or marines...
and it explodes and....
the man dies....
He Died...
my laughing continues for a spell...but silence envelopes my laughter...
The lord revealed to me through this dream...that I am and many others are flirting with sin
from the point the thought krept into my mind..."kill him" I was flirting with sin...playing with the thought...
God showed me that while I might not be thinking about physically killing someone...I do play with my sin...
I give it a chance...I make war a game...in a sense...
when it's not...
at all...
it's a very serious matter...that I dumbed down to fake sabre fights and make believe explosions...
that can actually kill...
you cannot see the effect of your sin until it is too late...until your laughter is enveloped in silence...
so be rid of it...completely...
so your laughter never dies out :)
imagine that...
I like to sleep...
but unlike most of my sleeping times I was granted a dream...
as strange as it may have been...
I can only really remember what I wrote down directly after having woke up...
i dreamt there was this old British guy with the funniest accent...moustache and all..and we were on this beautiful, outdoors, backwoods pond with the sun shining down down on us and a little triangular type row boat...old-fashioned and made of wood...
and he was the type of Britain that says things like "What? What?" alla' time and "good show"
somewhere along the line, i thought it would be funny to kill him..fake invisible sword in hand I lunge for him..and he parries back with his sabre which seems for some reason to be lighter...(though...they're both invisible :/ )
then we rush through invention...and the ages...dueling...first with sword now with ridiculous old pistols...it's unclear whether they're fake or not at this time...whether they're cap guns or airsoft or bb guns...but we keep at it...we dive throughout the pond hiding from one another...both of us hoping to get the drop on the other...
now we're finally up to modern age equipment...machine gun in hand strafing bullets...jumping and laughing still all the time...we're both having the gayest of times....
I finally get the drop on him...
only I don't have anything left...and neither does he...
so I make an invention..."air-grenade" right on the spot...I take some air bite off the top and throw a grenade towards this elderly man...whom seems fit enough to have been in the army or marines...
and it explodes and....
the man dies....
He Died...
my laughing continues for a spell...but silence envelopes my laughter...
The lord revealed to me through this dream...that I am and many others are flirting with sin
from the point the thought krept into my mind..."kill him" I was flirting with sin...playing with the thought...
God showed me that while I might not be thinking about physically killing someone...I do play with my sin...
I give it a chance...I make war a game...in a sense...
when it's not...
at all...
it's a very serious matter...that I dumbed down to fake sabre fights and make believe explosions...
that can actually kill...
you cannot see the effect of your sin until it is too late...until your laughter is enveloped in silence...
so be rid of it...completely...
so your laughter never dies out :)
Monday, November 23, 2009
Sound Out Loud
This is a Film I made for my 4D art class...I really like how it came out :) and I think It's true :)
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
From Russia with Love :) (puns)
As some of you know...
I am taking a Russian culture class...
and I find the whole culture to be just fascinating to tell you the truth, and sadly not too far away from our culture.
but
different...
I'm writing because I read this passage out of my "textbook" and found it just heart-stopping the relationship between these two individuals..
for those of you who know nothing about Russian history...Peter the Great was this guy who westernized the whole of Russia very quickly and it's amazing...read about it...
well he died and only had two daughters (the rest of his children died)....and Anna was the first one...and Elizabeth the second...
Anna sucked as an empress...but Elizabeth was pretty good...
just to sorta' give you the idea of her personality....here's something she did which I find awesome...in the winter...she had all the doors in the palace opened..and had water poured over the floor...
this water turned to ice and she enjoyed ice skating on this...
another illustration is that she made her court (working stiffs and all nobles etc.) go camping- it began to rain...she enjoyed the rain and the mess it made of all her provisions and her delicacies that she had ordered from Europe...While everyone else freaked out...
sorta' makin' the best of every situation...she's adorable...I love reading about her...apparently she's pretty good looking too...and could dance a mean waltz....anyway..I was attracted to this love story between the empress and this peasant...I just love it...
I'ma be pretty much copying from the text book here on out...but I really hope you'll read it...It's moving trust me...
"One day in 1731 when she (Elizabeth) was twenty-two and attending services at the court chapel, she suddenly heard a splendid voice in the choir. She asked to be introduced to the talented new singer. He was tall, with a bronzed complexion, black hair and the expressive black eyes of a poet; a Ukrainian named Alexei Razumovsky. Alexei was from a small village north of Kiev, the son of a rustic Cossack shepherd. Alexei was a dreamer and his father was continually enraged at him because he was always trying to read. One day when, as often happened, his father was drunk, Alexei was caught once again with a book. in rage his father threw an axe at him, narrowly missing his head. After that, the boy went to live with the village priest, and his beautiful voice soon made him the finest singer in the choir. One day a court envoy passing through the town heard him sing and brought him back to sing in the court chapel. There, when he was twenty-three, Alexei met Elizabeth. Very soon after, she attached him to her own household as a bandura player. During her lifetime, the ebullient Elizabeth's interest was sometimes briefly captivated by other men, but her heart, once given, was true. Alexei and Elizabeth were devoted all their lives, a story of a peasant and a princess, of Catherine and Peter in reverse." (Peter, her father married a peasant girl also...and were really devoted...no intrigue or cheating or anything like that followed their relationship...pretty amazing :)
the story goes on to infer that they got married, but there's no proof of it...and it was just sorta' an implied thing that they were...
well eventually Elizabeth dies...in her 50's, so...Alexei is left on his own...and Catherine the Great takes the throne...
this is the part that really gets me...
"Still faithful and loving, Razumovsky was with Elizabeth when she died. Even after death, he remained gallant to her memory. Some years later, when Catherine the great contemplated marrying her love, Grigory Orlove, she sent her Chancellor, Count Mikhail Vorontsov, to Rasumovsky to try to obtain firm evidence that the two had really married. Cunningly, Catherine held out a golden carrot by suggesting that she would raise Razumovsky to the title of Imperial Highness and Prince Consort if he would reveal the truth and allow her to examine the documents. When this was proposed to him, Razumovsky said nothing but went over and took from a locked ebony casket a parcel of papers wrapped in pink silk. He carefully read them in silence. Then he kissed the papers, made the sign of the cross and threw them into the fire. With emotion, he turned to Vorontsov and said, "I have never been anything but the late Empress's most faithful slave. Now you can see for yourself that I have no documentation of any kind."
I JUST LOVE THAT!!!!
don't you?
It reminds me of parts of God's love, but it's human too, which I love the most about it...the fact that humans can love that much...
a man who is brought to prominence by his Love...and saved from his abussive father...
and he trusts her so much...
I love the last part...because I feel like Catherine and her cohorts...are sorta' like the devil...and they ask proof that we are God's children...(they ask if we're saved by God)
and he reads it one last time and burns the conformation...and all that crap...cause he knew who he was...
it's such confidence.
confidence that Christians should have that they are Christians...
and understanding what that means...
I really doubt he had any sort of trouble throwing those papers away, because look at his situation... he came from a lowly peasant family to being "the late Empress's most faithful slave"....
when you undergo such transformation and feel such love...a piece of paper doesn't mean anything...and certainly doesn't prove anything... (God tie in ;)
whether they were "officially/ceremonially" married...they were definitely married in spirit...
just that faithfulness
:) AHHHHH! :) that Love :)
I am taking a Russian culture class...
and I find the whole culture to be just fascinating to tell you the truth, and sadly not too far away from our culture.
but
different...
I'm writing because I read this passage out of my "textbook" and found it just heart-stopping the relationship between these two individuals..
for those of you who know nothing about Russian history...Peter the Great was this guy who westernized the whole of Russia very quickly and it's amazing...read about it...
well he died and only had two daughters (the rest of his children died)....and Anna was the first one...and Elizabeth the second...
Anna sucked as an empress...but Elizabeth was pretty good...
just to sorta' give you the idea of her personality....here's something she did which I find awesome...in the winter...she had all the doors in the palace opened..and had water poured over the floor...
this water turned to ice and she enjoyed ice skating on this...
another illustration is that she made her court (working stiffs and all nobles etc.) go camping- it began to rain...she enjoyed the rain and the mess it made of all her provisions and her delicacies that she had ordered from Europe...While everyone else freaked out...
sorta' makin' the best of every situation...she's adorable...I love reading about her...apparently she's pretty good looking too...and could dance a mean waltz....anyway..I was attracted to this love story between the empress and this peasant...I just love it...
I'ma be pretty much copying from the text book here on out...but I really hope you'll read it...It's moving trust me...
"One day in 1731 when she (Elizabeth) was twenty-two and attending services at the court chapel, she suddenly heard a splendid voice in the choir. She asked to be introduced to the talented new singer. He was tall, with a bronzed complexion, black hair and the expressive black eyes of a poet; a Ukrainian named Alexei Razumovsky. Alexei was from a small village north of Kiev, the son of a rustic Cossack shepherd. Alexei was a dreamer and his father was continually enraged at him because he was always trying to read. One day when, as often happened, his father was drunk, Alexei was caught once again with a book. in rage his father threw an axe at him, narrowly missing his head. After that, the boy went to live with the village priest, and his beautiful voice soon made him the finest singer in the choir. One day a court envoy passing through the town heard him sing and brought him back to sing in the court chapel. There, when he was twenty-three, Alexei met Elizabeth. Very soon after, she attached him to her own household as a bandura player. During her lifetime, the ebullient Elizabeth's interest was sometimes briefly captivated by other men, but her heart, once given, was true. Alexei and Elizabeth were devoted all their lives, a story of a peasant and a princess, of Catherine and Peter in reverse." (Peter, her father married a peasant girl also...and were really devoted...no intrigue or cheating or anything like that followed their relationship...pretty amazing :)
the story goes on to infer that they got married, but there's no proof of it...and it was just sorta' an implied thing that they were...
well eventually Elizabeth dies...in her 50's, so...Alexei is left on his own...and Catherine the Great takes the throne...
this is the part that really gets me...
"Still faithful and loving, Razumovsky was with Elizabeth when she died. Even after death, he remained gallant to her memory. Some years later, when Catherine the great contemplated marrying her love, Grigory Orlove, she sent her Chancellor, Count Mikhail Vorontsov, to Rasumovsky to try to obtain firm evidence that the two had really married. Cunningly, Catherine held out a golden carrot by suggesting that she would raise Razumovsky to the title of Imperial Highness and Prince Consort if he would reveal the truth and allow her to examine the documents. When this was proposed to him, Razumovsky said nothing but went over and took from a locked ebony casket a parcel of papers wrapped in pink silk. He carefully read them in silence. Then he kissed the papers, made the sign of the cross and threw them into the fire. With emotion, he turned to Vorontsov and said, "I have never been anything but the late Empress's most faithful slave. Now you can see for yourself that I have no documentation of any kind."
I JUST LOVE THAT!!!!
don't you?
It reminds me of parts of God's love, but it's human too, which I love the most about it...the fact that humans can love that much...
a man who is brought to prominence by his Love...and saved from his abussive father...
and he trusts her so much...
I love the last part...because I feel like Catherine and her cohorts...are sorta' like the devil...and they ask proof that we are God's children...(they ask if we're saved by God)
and he reads it one last time and burns the conformation...and all that crap...cause he knew who he was...
it's such confidence.
confidence that Christians should have that they are Christians...
and understanding what that means...
I really doubt he had any sort of trouble throwing those papers away, because look at his situation... he came from a lowly peasant family to being "the late Empress's most faithful slave"....
when you undergo such transformation and feel such love...a piece of paper doesn't mean anything...and certainly doesn't prove anything... (God tie in ;)
whether they were "officially/ceremonially" married...they were definitely married in spirit...
just that faithfulness
:) AHHHHH! :) that Love :)
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
Definition
I asked people to summarize me in one word...but I did sorta' the same...but with many more words...
these are the first words that I thought of before I saw anything that anybody else wrote...
I think they're pretty interesting...cause obviously not all of them are true...and some of them are pride and others are lies from the devil....it's just really interesting I'll explain more once you've read both lists...
Christian
Godly
Artistic
Lovable
Disgusting
Smelly
Short
Flabby
Determined
Hard-working
Crazy
Confused
Average
Cute
Scruffy
Fiery
Musical
Whimsical
Foolish
Dangerous
Insane
Unaesthetic
Deep
Introverted
Spirited
Arrogant
Ignorant
Obstinate
Distant
Close
Familiar
Kid
Un
Re
Creative
Unique
Stream-lined
Revolutionary
Folk
Burdensome
Sin-natured
Loving
Polite
Sincere
Malleable
Talented
Indecisive
Frantic
Forceful
Dominating
Retrogressive
Progressive
Weak
Watchful
Interesting
Interested
Intricate
Sensitive
Thick-skinned
Anti-religion
Ridiculous
Funny
Strange
Queer :) (HAH!)
Gay :) I like the old meanings (gay=happy and queer=strange…they’re different from just saying happy or strange…cause…they convey something different...that's how I see them...)
Different
Perverted
Gluttonous
Dumb
Deaf
Blind
Out-of-shape
Regimented
Free
Humble
Pride
Intellectual
Learned
Striving
Idiot
Silent
Soft-spoken
Loud
Inspiring
Cowardly
Forgiving
Judgmental
Industrial
elemental
Imagine ending with elemental...that's actually funny....I don't know what mood I was in...but it must have been a weird one to end with elemental...I don't even know what I mean by that... :)
Now I've shown you this list not to reap sympathy, empathy...or encouragement...
so don't show up and say, "Stephen you should know you are....this...."or "Stephen you should know you aren't... this....
this is about the tricks that we play on ourselves...
humility is one thing...but the devil takes hold of it...and pushes it...many times...and changes it...
and perverts it...
I know what I am...and it's definite...and this is where words fail...because they are abstract...
a word is so abstract...
you say something and a million pictures come to mind...but a picture is much more definite...a picture is worth a thousand words...but a word is worth many more pictures than a thousand....
God we have this whole book trying to explain...and this picture trying to capture even just a part of what God is like...
That's why art fails...it's taking something and relating it to someone else with abstraction...
imagine trying to tell of how great God was without his spirit giving you the right way to convey it...cause not only does your mouth speak abstraction, but so do your actions...and imagine all the different combinations there are...for saying something...and then all the different combinations of things and how everyone reacts differently to them...
where one combination of communications...would repulse someone...while that same combination may bring them close...or even challenge another...
yet if we have God moving through us....he conducts our actions and speech in such a way to communicate perfectly what God is to someone who doesn't know...
now think about that when you see this second list...which is by people...most of whom I've known for quite some time and would not lie....
now to each one I've conveyed something different...yet predominately....these are positive connotative words...because that's what God does...He's pleasing...
I suck at communication...but when God moves through me...he gives me the right things to do and say :)
awesome!
quiet
real
Thoughtful
FUN!
...Confident. ;-)
Awkward. (You have taught me well, sensei) :)
Faithful.
Honest
Cleveland
christian
Devoted
True
brother
so think about that...when you're down...when you're struggling...think about...why....
is it because of God...is it because God is moving through you...and if it is...then it's cause for rejoicing...
if not...ask yourself...who are you taking your cues from....who is moving through you...who is motivating your actions...if not God...if he's not moving through you...
do you really trust anyone else...to dominate your actions...do you really trust anyone to love you like God...and have your best interest at mind...to accomplish what he wants...
God loves me more than I could ever love me...even if I was the most prideful arrogant person on earth...he would still love me more...than I could ever love myself...
and truth shines when he's in me...my mind is right..and things like the second list shine through...
but when I'm taking control...things like the first list sorta' distort and pervert my view....which is sin...because it's separating myself from God by taking control of my life... :)
these are the first words that I thought of before I saw anything that anybody else wrote...
I think they're pretty interesting...cause obviously not all of them are true...and some of them are pride and others are lies from the devil....it's just really interesting I'll explain more once you've read both lists...
Christian
Godly
Artistic
Lovable
Disgusting
Smelly
Short
Flabby
Determined
Hard-working
Crazy
Confused
Average
Cute
Scruffy
Fiery
Musical
Whimsical
Foolish
Dangerous
Insane
Unaesthetic
Deep
Introverted
Spirited
Arrogant
Ignorant
Obstinate
Distant
Close
Familiar
Kid
Un
Re
Creative
Unique
Stream-lined
Revolutionary
Folk
Burdensome
Sin-natured
Loving
Polite
Sincere
Malleable
Talented
Indecisive
Frantic
Forceful
Dominating
Retrogressive
Progressive
Weak
Watchful
Interesting
Interested
Intricate
Sensitive
Thick-skinned
Anti-religion
Ridiculous
Funny
Strange
Queer :) (HAH!)
Gay :) I like the old meanings (gay=happy and queer=strange…they’re different from just saying happy or strange…cause…they convey something different...that's how I see them...)
Different
Perverted
Gluttonous
Dumb
Deaf
Blind
Out-of-shape
Regimented
Free
Humble
Pride
Intellectual
Learned
Striving
Idiot
Silent
Soft-spoken
Loud
Inspiring
Cowardly
Forgiving
Judgmental
Industrial
elemental
Imagine ending with elemental...that's actually funny....I don't know what mood I was in...but it must have been a weird one to end with elemental...I don't even know what I mean by that... :)
Now I've shown you this list not to reap sympathy, empathy...or encouragement...
so don't show up and say, "Stephen you should know you are....this...."or "Stephen you should know you aren't... this....
this is about the tricks that we play on ourselves...
humility is one thing...but the devil takes hold of it...and pushes it...many times...and changes it...
and perverts it...
I know what I am...and it's definite...and this is where words fail...because they are abstract...
a word is so abstract...
you say something and a million pictures come to mind...but a picture is much more definite...a picture is worth a thousand words...but a word is worth many more pictures than a thousand....
God we have this whole book trying to explain...and this picture trying to capture even just a part of what God is like...
That's why art fails...it's taking something and relating it to someone else with abstraction...
imagine trying to tell of how great God was without his spirit giving you the right way to convey it...cause not only does your mouth speak abstraction, but so do your actions...and imagine all the different combinations there are...for saying something...and then all the different combinations of things and how everyone reacts differently to them...
where one combination of communications...would repulse someone...while that same combination may bring them close...or even challenge another...
yet if we have God moving through us....he conducts our actions and speech in such a way to communicate perfectly what God is to someone who doesn't know...
now think about that when you see this second list...which is by people...most of whom I've known for quite some time and would not lie....
now to each one I've conveyed something different...yet predominately....these are positive connotative words...because that's what God does...He's pleasing...
I suck at communication...but when God moves through me...he gives me the right things to do and say :)
awesome!
quiet
real
Thoughtful
FUN!
...Confident. ;-)
Awkward. (You have taught me well, sensei) :)
Faithful.
Honest
Cleveland
christian
Devoted
True
brother
so think about that...when you're down...when you're struggling...think about...why....
is it because of God...is it because God is moving through you...and if it is...then it's cause for rejoicing...
if not...ask yourself...who are you taking your cues from....who is moving through you...who is motivating your actions...if not God...if he's not moving through you...
do you really trust anyone else...to dominate your actions...do you really trust anyone to love you like God...and have your best interest at mind...to accomplish what he wants...
God loves me more than I could ever love me...even if I was the most prideful arrogant person on earth...he would still love me more...than I could ever love myself...
and truth shines when he's in me...my mind is right..and things like the second list shine through...
but when I'm taking control...things like the first list sorta' distort and pervert my view....which is sin...because it's separating myself from God by taking control of my life... :)
Thursday, November 5, 2009
Love
I am now in a 4D Art Class
I really enjoy it...cause it's really spiritual
It's not so much about making crap...it's about translating an idea in a way that affects an individual
there are tons of ways to do this...
but performance art is what we're on now...
this is not performing art
this is performance art...it's actually a very liquid category..but it's not regular...i'm not even sure I know what it is....
but one famous performance artist is John Cage and he deals with music....and he just talked about music and you could tell that he just loved it...
and it was a pure, innocent, lovely sorta' love
I see some people with a love for music and they run after it with a lust and then throw it down after they're done...just like sex...or a meal or something like that...
I don't know and it just seems to me like they're using it...and there's nothing wrong with that I suppose....
but I love what he said...cause he truly understood what it is to love....I don't know if he's a Christian or not...but he had the same attitude that God has towards us...that of Grace...
He said I love music...and sound so i don't require it to be any certain way...I like it how it is...I like to hear traffic...I don't want someone to conform sound to mimicking something else....or pretending that one sound is in love with another...I would never want that because I love it...and I want it to be how it is...
those aren't his exact words...but he just had such a great impact on how I should be and what i should do and how I should love people...
his most famous piece was called 4 minutes 33 seconds
he wrote the piece for piano and it was all rests...4 minutes and 33 seconds of silence...and then the crowd started talking and complaining..and that's what he really wanted to hear...
here's the video where he talked about sounds
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pcHnL7aS64Y
you should really watch it...it's amazing...and once more the comments on the video say he's insane...but I think he's amazing... :)
I really enjoy it...cause it's really spiritual
It's not so much about making crap...it's about translating an idea in a way that affects an individual
there are tons of ways to do this...
but performance art is what we're on now...
this is not performing art
this is performance art...it's actually a very liquid category..but it's not regular...i'm not even sure I know what it is....
but one famous performance artist is John Cage and he deals with music....and he just talked about music and you could tell that he just loved it...
and it was a pure, innocent, lovely sorta' love
I see some people with a love for music and they run after it with a lust and then throw it down after they're done...just like sex...or a meal or something like that...
I don't know and it just seems to me like they're using it...and there's nothing wrong with that I suppose....
but I love what he said...cause he truly understood what it is to love....I don't know if he's a Christian or not...but he had the same attitude that God has towards us...that of Grace...
He said I love music...and sound so i don't require it to be any certain way...I like it how it is...I like to hear traffic...I don't want someone to conform sound to mimicking something else....or pretending that one sound is in love with another...I would never want that because I love it...and I want it to be how it is...
those aren't his exact words...but he just had such a great impact on how I should be and what i should do and how I should love people...
his most famous piece was called 4 minutes 33 seconds
he wrote the piece for piano and it was all rests...4 minutes and 33 seconds of silence...and then the crowd started talking and complaining..and that's what he really wanted to hear...
here's the video where he talked about sounds
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pcHnL7aS64Y
you should really watch it...it's amazing...and once more the comments on the video say he's insane...but I think he's amazing... :)
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