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Wednesday, 18 April 2012
I Am The Music Man
I'd love to be more creative when it comes to music. I have an acoustic guitar, electric guitar, bass guitar, ukelele, mandolin, keyboard and I've owned (in the past) a flute, accordian, piano and Wurlitzer Organ.
Alas, I'm not very adept at playing any of these things - I'm a tinkerer!
I have managed to hook up a little M-Audio Keystation Mini 32 to my iPad and download the iSequence app in order to see if I can create something a little more "musical". 20 minutes at the weekend and this is what I managed to produce:
It's very rough and hardly musical at all, I guess. But as a first effort in pulling together a sequence of sounds, I'm quite pleased.
Alas, I'm not very adept at playing any of these things - I'm a tinkerer!
I have managed to hook up a little M-Audio Keystation Mini 32 to my iPad and download the iSequence app in order to see if I can create something a little more "musical". 20 minutes at the weekend and this is what I managed to produce:
It's very rough and hardly musical at all, I guess. But as a first effort in pulling together a sequence of sounds, I'm quite pleased.
Monday, 14 November 2011
Coping With Depression
Unfortunately, it's tragic consequences in recent days that bring depression to mind.
Personally, I believe that we are only given one gift - the gift of life. It's magical. Wonderful. Tremendous. Miraculous, if you like. Life is precious and I can't think of any circumstance that would make me question whether it was worth continuing on.
Not everyone feels that way, unfortunately.
It seems to me that those that are suffering have something in common. They lack a feeling of self-worth.
Me? I think I'm great. I'm probably not, to be fair. But that shan't stop me from thinking it. Those I know who are suffering from depression certainly do not think they are great. Far from it. Gandhi once said "a man is but the product of his thoughts what he thinks, he becomes." In short, those with a low sense of self-worth will ultimately become worthless just as those that think they are great are destined for better things.
But when someone loses their self-worth, what can be done to show them the light. This week, I've learnt that some people are potentially beyond help. Certainly the tragedy I've experienced recently would've been difficult to avoid. But there has got to be a way.
For me... I see joy all around me. I just have to look at the stars in the sky and I feel privileged. I look at what man has achieved and feel great satisfaction (despite our flaws as a race). And I look at my daughters and think to myself that life is truly wondrous.
So how do we instil that sense of joy in those who are suffering? I'd dearly love to know before I have to endure another tragedy.
Personally, I believe that we are only given one gift - the gift of life. It's magical. Wonderful. Tremendous. Miraculous, if you like. Life is precious and I can't think of any circumstance that would make me question whether it was worth continuing on.
Not everyone feels that way, unfortunately.
It seems to me that those that are suffering have something in common. They lack a feeling of self-worth.
Me? I think I'm great. I'm probably not, to be fair. But that shan't stop me from thinking it. Those I know who are suffering from depression certainly do not think they are great. Far from it. Gandhi once said "a man is but the product of his thoughts what he thinks, he becomes." In short, those with a low sense of self-worth will ultimately become worthless just as those that think they are great are destined for better things.
But when someone loses their self-worth, what can be done to show them the light. This week, I've learnt that some people are potentially beyond help. Certainly the tragedy I've experienced recently would've been difficult to avoid. But there has got to be a way.
For me... I see joy all around me. I just have to look at the stars in the sky and I feel privileged. I look at what man has achieved and feel great satisfaction (despite our flaws as a race). And I look at my daughters and think to myself that life is truly wondrous.
So how do we instil that sense of joy in those who are suffering? I'd dearly love to know before I have to endure another tragedy.
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