Music is Subjective, Sound is Perspective.

Music is subjective, Sound perceptive.

Ever since I watched Hotel Rwanda for Social Psychology, its scenes flash through my mind whenever I hear its songs. And it is with this realization that I know what I want to do in life.

Music is subjective. What is pleasant to the ears of someone may be unpleasant to the ears of another. Rock may be life to one individual but to another, it's pure noise.

Sound, on the other hand, is an interesting topic. Sound comes in two categories, the forced and the natural. Farting is natural, putting your hand in your armpit and flapping your arm creating the fart is forced.

Yet, the most interesting sound that exists is the unplanned; the beat of the heart, the rhythm of the footsteps.

But I don't want to just major in sound. I want to create sound. That will inspire and bring out the emotions. Just like Mama Arira from Hotel Rwanda.
Take a listen. It's of a foreign language but it fulfills its purpose, that is, to portray the sad theme by genocide.

Sound is not bound by language, or race, or religion, or age, or gender, or geographical distance. In fact, it is the lack of restrictions that allow its beauty to be amplified.

Music is of sound but sound is not of music. Music is but a subset of sound.

Nothing stands in the way of sound. You know, I think even deafness cannot stop sound. It may stop external sound, but what about internal?

Sound is perceived from one's life experiences. Music of one's emotions.

Oh, to compose sound that would touch hearts, move many, and inspire others.

Sound as a form of media. Why not?