The heat of the spotlights on my forehead and on my hand. My brain tries to concentrate on the music that I am interpreting. I want to focus on what I am doing. I look at the public, I see their faces and I start feeling the music but at the same time, in my mind, many thoughts start passing by and experiences lived. I close my eyes and I feel.
It has always been thought that the brain that is divided into two hemispheres divides its functions according to one thing or another. Thinking, talking, reasoning at the left side and the emotional, space at the right. It was thought that when carrying out a task one of the hemisphere according to its nature was used, but now one knows that, in spite of that there are functional sides, when we accomplish certain activities, as in learning how to play an instrument, the functions are distributed finally in both areas creating a more complex neuronal network. It has also been discovered that the brain regenerates the functions of every area making dependent on the needs of the same ones at the moment , that is, that if for any reason that it is there is an area of the brain that we stop using, he himself recycles it allotting other functions, for example, a person that becomes blind, within time the brain adjusts the cerebral areas in vision to new functions as in smelling, breathing, feeling etcetera, what turns our brain into the most adaptable and incredible organ that we have, almost as something of magic.
Music lovers admire the interpreter's fingers without stopping to think that everything as much as they make their fingers do, everything as much as he feels and he is capable to transmit, is also born in their mind. Thanks to it we think, feel and we talk. It helps us to relate with the world outside and to create our inner side. It knows everything about us and, on the other hand, we can only manage by intuition to know something of everything that it saves.
A fascinating capable machine that translates complex chemical formulas, in feelings, sensations, state of humor....... Or is it that there is something more?
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