I’ve been spending a lot of time recently attempting to understand my newly discovered form of synesthesia, grapheme-color. I had always believed that letters/numbers to color syn meant that the colors would somehow float in front of you, or that whenever I read black text I would be bothered.
Not the case.
Ever since I can remember, numbers and letters have been colored in my head. Vowels are lighter, of course. Some letters are just darker. It’s so obvious. Don’t you see it? I can’t understand how other people view the alphabet in their heads.
Oh bother.
Last night my senses reached a new extreme. Every sense grew in strength and sensitivity, ranging from colorful scents that I could see in my mind’s eye and taste on my tongue to sounds that caused me to dance with them and poked and prodded and just lit up right in front of my eyes. It was gorgeous, absolutely beautiful.
I was trapped in my head, almost overwhelmed by the mere existence of everything. Never before have motions become objects, people had tastes, sights had feelings, and colors were just so obvious and wonderful that I almost cried at the magic of it all.
Hi there! Don’t worry it’s not a weird question. :) Pauline is a very pretty combination of soft pink and light yellow. The “P” is very big (P is a big letter to me in general) and it’s the pinkest. The “au” combination is the lightest, because vowels (especially vowel combinations) are always very lightly colored, usually white or yellow. It’s a very fresh word, it’s full of a lot of energy, but kind of shy so it hides it well.
Have a nice day! :)
Obviously dark purple. The crazy scrunched noises in the background are lighter, a bit of a mix of coral and bright yellow. The voice is soft waves. Over all, this song is very pleasing to my synesthesia. It’s very soft and easy to watch.
Actually, the more I listen, the more I realize that the scrunched noises are very horizontal and aimed at my head. They kind of press up against my forehead. This makes it a lot less pleasant to listen to.
Click the squares. Wait.
You know how the squares light up so vibrantly? The white glows and then slowly fades out, only to blow up again? That’s how my colors are.
If I watch a pattern with the volume muted, the noises I hear are duller and lower pitched. Instead of hearing gorgeous chimes, I hear banging and the swishing of water.
(Source: mandaflewaway, via iamthepastparticipleofforget)
Black background. The violins are to my left and right, almost in front of my arms. They pierce my skin and leave yellow and red marks. They look like ribbons, convoluted and twisted, about a foot long. But they aren’t fierce! They’re soft and gentle, pulling on my arms just a bit in the most loving of ways. Her voice floats in the center of my vision; it’s light blue. The piano is as it always is, flat and simply colored, usually pastel. In this case it is white, soft yellow, and blue. I watch as the song sweeps left and right.
The violin is my favorite instrument. It’s so achingly beautiful, not just in sound but in looks. Piercing ribbon (usually lighter in color) that swipes to the sides of me, always behind my head. I’ve noticed that most often it hangs just behind my right ear.
Sometimes hearing music physically affects me, usually on my arms. The most common sensation is a prickly feeling around my elbows. Or, if it’s something more powerful (typically music I really enjoy) I’ll feel as though my body is physically moving. For example, being lifted up, pushed to the right, or forced down or through a tube.
Motions and animations trigger noises in my head. These can range from soft spoken words to loud BANGs. A good example would be the many gifs found on Tumblr. Some are so much louder than others it’s ridiculous.
The fire alarm in my building went off this morning as I was laying in bed daydreaming. I saw it before I heard it. Blinding white and green flashes. When I stumbled into the hallway, the dazzling kelly green, yellow, and white colors almost suffocated me. They were pressed so thickly against my face I could barely breathe.
