I may be this thing,
you call human
I am composed of flesh
but my thoughts are deceiving:
There are so many memories tied to music. Just based on cannabis use alone throughout concert settings, the experience of music ties directly into the adventure of subject life, and it hold such power and meaning to emotion.
Regardless of naming the studies which quantify and qualitatively explore this question, there is an emotional connection to the effectiveness of music that can be felt across linguistic lines and borders in the manufactured map of society.
It is truly exciting, on a bodily level, to listen and feel music on such a level. It is a tangible and provable result of sensorial input. To escape into that, to lean true and hard into a feeling - rest there and forget time within its walls - is a real moment of what it means to be human.