Uncharted Thoughts.

Anyone that knows me, knows that music has been at the centre of my life since I can remember. Be it rock and roll, the blues, metal, classical or country, my playlists look like the shopping list of a manic depressive in an old record shop.

Well, I was about to write a blog on music, why and how it managed to influence our emotions. How do these vibrations of sound move us to joy or sadness. Anger or laughter. Fear or desire.

I wanted to know the science behind it. To put to rest the mystery. So I googled. As I arrived to the first page, a scientific article on how music changed the brain, I stopped.

Once I opened this box of knowledge will I ever be able to close it? Once I know the science behind the feeling I get after listening to Kiss the Ring by Hans Zimmer or Something in the Orange by Zach Bryan will I ever feel it again?

It’s a risk I am not willing to take.

This got me thinking.

Maybe, not knowing is how we keep our humanity. Not knowing what causes love, keeps love a emotion of the universe rather than one of the brain. Maybe, not knowing what happens after death, keeps us speculating and dreaming?

Is our unwavering desolation of the unknown in the name of science and progress preventing us from living the life we are intended to live as mammals… as humans.

We are told that science is progress, and in most cases I would agree. But to solve the mysteries of love, music and the universe may take the reach for knowledge a little too far.

What happens when we know… does the magic of the world fade much like it does for a child reaching puberty? When the swing set lay dormant at the bottom of the garden forever more.