This morning (well, close enough) I, for some reason, started thinking about the general aversion to aggressive music, and metal in particular. After reasoning with myself (yes, I do that) along the lines of “it’s a creative and positive outlet for otherwise destructive energies” and “where some see hate and violence, I see anger and frustration”, this phrase came to mind:
All creation is an image of its creator.
Religious connotations aside, this means that all art reflects the artist’s state of mind at the time of conception, just as everything you do is a reflection of yourself. But not only do your thoughts and choices reflect you, but they also create you. Because what is your mind, your self, other than a constant stream of experiences and reactions?
As you might notice, I’m having huge problems getting this together, mainly because several hours have passed now, and it’s difficult to stop a running train, so to speak. Since I’m literarily exhausted, I’ll just leave it at this, and hope it makes some sense.