19 September 2011

Color by any other Name would be . . . Music

It has come to my attention that not all blogs are created equal. Equality can never be assured if design templates are employed. Someone somewhere will always have the same look. One thing that can be changed, that also will have great impact (so say the soothsayers), is to change the color scheme of the blog pages. (Another change is to have short paragraphs, so...)

I've read on someone's blog page (I'll update the link when I relocate it, thanks!) that readers prefer dark text on light background - rather than what I had: light text on dark background. Thus, forevermore (quothe my raven), shall I use dark text on light background.

This becomes relevant in several ways. First, I make my readers happy, even though no-one has complained about the color scheme. Second, I may yet draw in more readers, those who might have initially been tempted to peek at a scrumptious headline's promising titillation. Third, I am able to satisfy my boredom with the existing color scheme, which has been on tap now for more than a year. And lastly, I am able to fulfill the goal of adding yet another blog post for the month of September.

This last item may yet prove to be the most significant reason. But I digress - even before I regress.

As this blog was birthed chiefly to shout to the world the existence of another world henceforth dubbed The Dream Land and procured and packaged into a trilogy of textual elements, known commonly as The Dream land trilogy, it seems appropriate, and not without some representative jollity, that a pertinent sampling of the same be offered here. It's a passage relating to color, light, and music.

In the first volume of The Dream Land (Book I: Long Distance Voyager), our heroes, two geeky high school sweethearts dabbling in quantum physics out at an abandoned quarry one summer, discuss the way music is actually sound, which is actually light, the manipulation of which could cause the fabric of the universe to tear. One portion reads thus:

Gina got him worked up thinking of the Theory. Now she was laughing at him, telling him it was a joke!  But here were the notebooks filled margin to margin with equations, charts, graphs—everything to prove her correct.  And she was not interested.  She wanted to continue her carefree college life learning how to treat mental illness with music.
“It’s Music Therapy,” she said firmly, “and it’s a real subject.”
“What does music have to do with anything?” he asked her.  “It’s nice and I enjoy it.  Remember my scholarship?  Yet, despite making life more pleasant, what does it really have to do with anything important in the universe?”
She shook her head, her blond hair tossed by the breeze.
            “You talk about the universe as though it was your own private garden, something you sow and hoe every day,” Gina snapped back.  “Sebastian, you can’t see the damn forest because of all the rotten logs falling on top of you!  Can’t you put the tiniest figures together long enough to see that music is more than some song you hear.  It’s math.  It’s more than math, it’s the rhythm of the spheres.  Planets spin to music, comets shoot to music, suns go nova to music, the whole damn universe is sewn together by a zillion musical strings—like a curtain with interwoven threads.  That’s why we study music—not because it helps us get through our days, but because it makes the entire universe exist!  It’s all connected; it all is—all the same thing.  You know that.  Don’t you?  Take middle-C: its frequency is 558.15 Hertz.  If you double it you get an octave higher, right?  If you double it forty times you get light, specifically the color of light we might call indigo. It’s the same with other notes, with other colors. Play with sound, with the light spectrum, and you’re playing with the universe!”

And there you have it! An excerpt to stimulate your musical sensibilities and brighten your day. May you always be enamored by the colors of your day, the hues of your moods, and the shades of your thoughts, feelings, and words - for they are all the same: light and shadow - colors.

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