I have synesthesia. Or something. When I hear music, vibrant color and cinema burst through the doors of my brain and flow dowm into my eyes. The beauty is overwhelming. My heart is set in peace when I see the music. I have seen ballets performed behind my eyes, witnessed eschaton after eschaton, beheld the grungiest pits of the underground... Through the music, I have seen everything. I keep little pocket-sized notebooks with me when I take time to listen to music to write down the visions. And sometimes I even make physical tributes to them in little artworks. As you look, hear the music.
