Thread:Lowkey done with life/@comment-37869175-20190106215356/@comment-37841075-20190108024142

Sure! But I had no idea anyone experienced life differently up until a few months ago soooosoooop...

Think about every noise around you. Think of every component of sound to your favorite song. When the slightest noise is connected to my senses, it comes out as a color. Like in my brain's processing, it was compressed from sound to a color. Sometimes it's a streak, sometimes it's a pattern, or maybe it becomes a splash. Sometimes it's a bunch of colors expanding from the center. Sometimes it forms a shape. Sometimes it's like looking at layers.

It's like your brain takes the world and rolls it into a painting of brain language disguised as colors. I hear what the colors sound like, and I see the colors of the sound. People's voices? Those have layers, and from it I can decipher what they're feeling. When someone is sad, the bottom layer is tinged a sort of green or gray. When they're mad, the bottom layer tends to have warm colors, and that fades out into the upper layers.

When I listen to music, what I see looks akin to this: