Tuesday, September 9, 2014
Euphoria
Waves. Energy and people. Thousands of bodies around each other. It was as if the entire crowd was a single person. After an hour and a half of this human typhoon surging, everybody had become one person. The anticipation of what was to come left chills throughout my entire body and the overwhelming heat had been embraced for so long that it wasn't considered anymore. We were all one; sharing with one another, helping up those that had fallen. We had allowed flow of people engulf our bodies and minds, and getting lost wasn't even considered, since we'd begun lost. My legs we'rent supporting my body anymore, but I was still standing. My mind had released any worries and I felt connected with the world. I was one with everything around me. I found myself having a massive self realization, and then the music started. I found myself looking up into the sky. I was so lost in everything, and my mind was so free, yet in that moment I was able to find myself. Thousands of people filled up this open field, and regardless of the differences between them, their problems, or issues, every single person was so overwhelmed with happiness that there was an absence of judgement or hate or any sort of bad vibes. The bass from the speakers added to this tingling effect, literally, but I think the vibrations in music have that power. Music lets us feel the music rather than just hear it, and there's a connecting factor to music that is beautifully indescribable. If I could better provide details of the mental realization rather than the physical realization, this ACL festival experience would be crazy to read about. Go to ACL!
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I've never been to a concert, yet reading your blog made me feel as though I was there as well. That being said, I know the feeling you've described all to well, and it happened when I got my first concussion. I was a goalie, and it was our quarter-final game. There were three girls running at me, the largest preparing to strike. One of my defenders had caught up with her, and as they were hashing it out, the large girl lost control leaving the ball un-manned. I took the chance and dove for it. The girl had the same intentions, except with her foot. She swung her foot, and in one motion her foot connected with my face, and the back of my head connected with the goal post. I laid there for a moment, everything in slow motion. My coach ran over, but all I could think was how he floated like a butterfly. In that moment, my body on the ground, I realized that I wasn't moving, my friends and even girls from the other team were moving me. Thinking of how beautiful this moment was, that I had both sides working together, made me cry. And I cried, and cried, and cried. And my mom cried, and my brother told me that I had lost my legs in Nam. He thinks he's funny. But I had never felt so close to my friends. We had never had to worry about physically having each others backs, but at that moment I knew they did, and I knew it would never change.
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