The Ancient Quadrivium taught that music is the application of time. We paradoxically can't capture time yet through music we can return to. Without getting into the space time part of the Quadrivium, I believe through music in both a mystical and yet practical way recall and replay time.
Perhaps holding on looks like releasing a note so it can be played again...
There is a paraphrase from Buddhist texts: "All beings desire happiness but are ignorant of its causes." There is something heartfelt in the way you express your dream to end all dreams as your greatest mission. Ironically, your line about your desire to "own a sliver of time" -- brings up a few thoughts in response: the present is actually all there is through which we act though we can never own it -- dreams about the future and reminiscing about past memories all arise in the present. There's nowhere else, although I think what is meant is the proportion to which we are drawn in to mental constructions about future and past versus attending to the here and now though our relationship to time can be influenced by states of consciousness. From a certain perspective, the antidote involves the investigation of "I", the nature of time and noticing that desire itself comes and goes as the proximate cause of dissatisfaction. The beauty of the performing arts is contained in its very impermanence, along with a flower, a song and our very lives. I will end with an epiphany that may be relevant to your desired aim, also from the Buddhist tradition: renunciation isn't about giving everything away -- it's about realizing everything is going away anyway (credit to traktung khepa).
The Ancient Quadrivium taught that music is the application of time. We paradoxically can't capture time yet through music we can return to. Without getting into the space time part of the Quadrivium, I believe through music in both a mystical and yet practical way recall and replay time.
Perhaps holding on looks like releasing a note so it can be played again...
There is a paraphrase from Buddhist texts: "All beings desire happiness but are ignorant of its causes." There is something heartfelt in the way you express your dream to end all dreams as your greatest mission. Ironically, your line about your desire to "own a sliver of time" -- brings up a few thoughts in response: the present is actually all there is through which we act though we can never own it -- dreams about the future and reminiscing about past memories all arise in the present. There's nowhere else, although I think what is meant is the proportion to which we are drawn in to mental constructions about future and past versus attending to the here and now though our relationship to time can be influenced by states of consciousness. From a certain perspective, the antidote involves the investigation of "I", the nature of time and noticing that desire itself comes and goes as the proximate cause of dissatisfaction. The beauty of the performing arts is contained in its very impermanence, along with a flower, a song and our very lives. I will end with an epiphany that may be relevant to your desired aim, also from the Buddhist tradition: renunciation isn't about giving everything away -- it's about realizing everything is going away anyway (credit to traktung khepa).
Beautiful. I love how you pair such interesting artwork with your essays. Your words move me.
I too want to get lost in the dreamlike state of music, of theater, of art. I feel the tension when a fellow human stirs, but then I’m pulled back in.