What a thoughtful description to your piece, gurdonark.

I find myself interpreting your piece in two ways. I hear “play” as the sort of “pling-pling” child-bell-piano sounds, and “society” as the more electronic dissonant, and grinding, sounds. My first interpretation is that “play” and “society” are continually fighting for dominance. My second interpretation is “play” continues blissfully ignorant and unaffected that “society” continues on. Either way makes for an interesting piece.

As a parent, I see play in an additional light. The book Saving Childhood by Michael and Diane Medved (even though it’s a bit much in places) was a catalyst to my changing my parenting-and-teaching philosophy, as a not-yet-parent-or-teacher. Okay, that’s not true, it didn’t CHANGE my philosophy, it’s what helped me actually FORM a philosophy. And it is this: children should be allowed to be children, free from adult issues, innocoent, and ignorant—in the best sense of the word—until THEY choose to confront the world. Then you stand back and watch ‘em fly. I had that gotta-be-a-man-even-though-you’re-a-toddler childhood, and I have paid a high price for it. My son-and-soon-to-be-children already have the life I should have had. And it helps me heal that part of myself.

Thanks, gurdonark, for the piece, and for sparking some hard-core thinking so early in the morning! :’ )

Gurdonark, this is a beautiful piece of music and the essay to go with it is just as lovely. I feel like everyone in the world should read that and hear this piece at the same time, and then they too will be addicted to the commons. ;)

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Thoughtful ode to play — a state of mind and being that definitely merits internal, and external, space. Thanks for helping to create that space.