Just an hour before I was in a friend’s room. His name is Johnson, an intensely passionate person with an interest in automobile and mobility design. He was playing certain numbers from Pink Floyd, Strings and Porcupine Tree on his acoustic guitar. He played really well.
After experiencing every such performance I get moved with the power of music. It is one unique trait which has always made me respect the subjective part of human beings. One closes his eyes, his fingers strike the chords and his mind weaves a complex pattern of rhythm and beats. How amazing and awesome is this as a spectacle! It transforms the space and the time where someone performs and someone listens. One looses track of gross details instead start sensing a flow in the environment. There are simply the notes all around, arranged carefully on a time line to constitute this flow. Thanks Johnson!