Sunday, April 1, 2007

My Music Piece Called "Life"

[this is actually my college essay i wrote in last semester's english class. we just had to write about what makes us different from other people. so i chose to write about me being a musician, and continued to write how i am different from other musicians]

I am alive...
In what sense am I alive? I live within the upright vibe and melodious rhythm and rhymes from my own mind. I am a music producer and I am an emcee, or you can call me a "rapper" casually, or a lyricist of reality. I am a Master of Ceremonies. I Move the Crowd when from my dome compound im speaking out so loud. With these words I pro-nounce, I hold the flow down. I hit mach 5 passed the barrier of sound with no intentions of slowing down...

I am alive...
Even after I cease to be and breathe the very last breath in me, I will live through the ears of my listening peers. In that way I remain a living entity eternally. Forever will I be entering minds, rendering lines of harmonious chimes, whipping up a batch of words to catch, a perfect recipe of my identity with no comparison or match to rival that of my advanced and acrobatic acts. Genuinely, my style is mathematically and exponentially surpassed that of your typical rap. To say it and lay it out flat simply? It's a fact...

I am alive...
You can try to bring my music to an early end. You can take away my instruments, my hardware or software, you can take away every ingredient, but you can't take away the musician. You can't take away that raw element. You can't take away my thoughts, nor the melodies within my mental. I am a living and breathing instrument, my body and life itself is instrumental.

I am alive...
My birth was my first notation upon the grand staff illustration. I'm never off beat. My life's tempo marches and bounces with every abrupt and syncopation. My name is my time signature, and that time is the present scene. It's evident, my life is a masterpiece upon the music sheet. My heart pulses, and even in my sleep as i breathe deep, my heart makes a constant beat.

I live in days of major and minors chords filled with sharps and flats.
I live to create music based on that...
based upon my current mood,
to create with notes a certain groove.
I live to paint the canvas with the fullness of the spectrum
with every sound and notation, and create music based upon my life's reflection.

2 comments:

jay clef said...

blah...i pasted it and it the text turned out a little funky but whatever haha

xLe said...

I wish my essays were as hella good as this!