Time has skyrocketed in value. The value of any commodity depends on its scarcity. And time that was once abundant now is going to highest bidder. The computer age would usher in a gleaming array of advances that would do our work for us while stabilizing our economy. Computers are the files of future.
Why didn't the forecast come true? Can you relate?
When I was ten,my mom enrolled me in piano lessons. Now,many youngsters excel at the keyboard. Not me. Spending half an hour a day tethered to a piano bench was torture just one level away from swallowing broken glass. The metronome inspected each second with glacial slowness before it was allowed to pass. I learned to enjoy. I hammered the staccatos. I belabored the crescendos. the thundering finishes I kettle-drummed. But there was one instruction in the music I could never obey to my teacher's satisfaction. The rest. The zigzagged command to do nothing. Why sit at the piano and pause when you can pound? "Music is always sweeter after rest.." doesn't make sense to me.
Decades later,the words ring with wisdom.
Have you never heard, Sherri, that music is the stillness between sounds and the silence between words?
ReplyDeleteWithout stillness there is no sound, without silence... there is no music.