We do not hear with our ears anymore than we see with our eyes. Our ears and eyes are receptors that transmit received signals to our brains. Our brains then interpret and configure those signals into sounds or pictures. Now comes the scary part. Each of us has a unique brain. The result is none of us see and hear what another sees and hears. The stimuli received are filtered through past experiences, education, repeated exposure and associate with others who influence us. This could be one of the reasons some things are beautiful to one person and not to another. Most people think their mother is beautiful. It has little or nothing to do with her cheekbones and smile. Mom is filtered through love for all the care received when we were young and helpless.
I really enjoy Chopin piano concertos. In reality they are rather bangy. However when I was little my father, who for a time was an elementary school principal, would bring home a projector and we would watch movies of someone playing Chopin concertos on our living room wall. It is also why I enjoy the smell of cigars. Both Chopin and the aroma of a Philly El Producto are all about memories of my father.
In Revelation 19 we find what can be some very scary descriptions of Jesus. One of them is, “He was clothed with a robe dipped in blood, and His name is called The Word of God. And the armies in heaven, clothed in fine linen, white and clean, followed Him on white horses. Now out of His mouth goes a sharp sword, that with it He should strike the nations.” For millions that will be horrible. But for those of us who love Him it will be beautiful.
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