The sound of the universe is something that greatly interests me, it’s a concept we have come to simplify with semantic wording yet is so very expensive that we cannot fully perceive it. I want to talk about emotion and it’s presence in the human condition, in life’s condition. As star children made from elements bore in the heart of collapsing stars at the beginning of the universe it surprises me that we don’t think about emotion on a grand scheme but rather as a singular experience ‘owned’ by each of us. I see it as an echo, a resonance from a million different experiences that drive us- instinct and emotion seem to be walking hand in hand the longer we dive into the spiral column of existence as ‘life’.
Think about emotion in it’s purest form, a director from deep within, a director that makes you realise certain events and actions have a premeditated set of instructions that already lay within your head. This intricate web that passes down a cocktail of thoughts and feelings can be construed as humanity, morality or simply just a side effect of life itself. We, as star children, recognise this. Once the pieces fall together you come to the realisation of life, it’s a single breath, a moment, it doesn’t last long but its existence is beautiful and pure. These moments do not just happen on a great precipice, not just on a mountain post-scaled, or an achievement feated. It can happen at any moment, walking along a dull street, a small gust of wind enters your throat and all of a sudden you find yourself breathing in that moment of purity, forgetting the comedic troubles of existence for a moment and feeling as if you can fly, explode, expand and just exist without pressure or persecution.
We are still so young, how can anyone understand the complexity of existence when stars take billions of years to mature, we only exist for a flicker of that expensive light. So how do we as momentary breaths of humans try to attain this knowledge, this understanding beyond our very existence? Intangible learning that is passed down through each generation in the form of emotion, that little ‘feeling’ in your head is the result of millennia understandings and experiences. This is the driving force of life, it’s the driving force of existence. Without this, we are truly alone and that is inconceivable. How can we, a self-proclaimed mastermind species not think of the possible routes of out existence? That is what is truly intangible, that empty coffin deserves obsolete semantics. if these moments are a bite-size revelation towards understanding then we are more connected that possibly comprehensible, an enormous zooid, a meta-organism that contains all the beauty of the universe.
These small moments that allow us to feel like we understand, even if just for a second, even if quickly fleeting and dying, they are the music of the universe and us, the orchestra.
I am Aran. I am Lewis. We are star children.