This article explains a lot. We are not alone and now we know that we are not strange. Many of our peers labeled us as strange as we were growing up. Now we know that they are the unfortunate ones in lieu of us. Both of us possess extensive memories. We can remember things from infancy that amazes our parents.

We are both musicians and see tones and movements in colors and shapes. For example: Bass staccatos are maroons and gray with triangular sharp shapes and some elongated pointed edges. We began experimenting with the piano at age four. We read and write music, nevertheless, we can play by ear also. We had our own language when we were extremely young and still use many of those verbs, adjectives, and nouns to this day; when the need to be discreet is present. Others have no idea what we are talking about; however, we don’t much care what others think, they are outsiders to us….they always have been.

We consider people like Mr. #14 and #15 beyond pity. We’ve been bullied and picked on by people like this our entire lives. They can’t fathom anything outside their small tunnel vision world. They live in a book-worm reality and can’t imagine living in a room with five walls in lieu of four. They will always associate time and space as a tangent of three dimensions. They are incapable of thinking outside a text-book scenario. Some music students are like this. They are human jukeboxes. They can play music as long as they have the dots to read, but if you pull the sheet music away, it’s as if someone pulled the plug on the jukebox….the music stops. These people can’t imagine, think, nor create anything by themselves. They are incapable of creating any thought process other than what they have been taught. They are the epitome of white-bread. (Nothing left but the filler.) My twin and I call them vavoom morons. The smart people here have already figured that one out, Mr. 14 -15 won’t have a clue and will go to his grave without even coming close. Long ago we coined an adjective to described people possessing this vituperative trait which I won’t elaborate on. These people can be extremely cruel to those that don’t fit in with their minuscule thought process.

So I kept this to myself.

I told my therapist about a month ago. I knew she would not tell me I was crazy. Then I told a couple other people who I felt confident would accept what I said. Everyone was accepting, but no one had ever heard of anything like it before.

Then, tonight, I was watching an episode of “Heroes” and a new character was on the show – one who can see music. My heart stopped in my chest… I thought, could someone invent that having never experienced it? Whoever wrote that must know what I know, experience what I experience.

So I googled “seeing music” and I am now in a total state of shock. There is a name for what I experience, and an explanation, and
I am not alone.

The shape was determined by how I felt and thought about whatever person, or the subject it was about. If my opinion changed it would also change this shape. I don’t have color associated with these imaginary objects.

Perhaps I do have synaesthesia, but I’m sure it manifests differently from person to person.

For example, everybody should be able to tell whether a sound is “high” or “low”. This is a common perception among people, even though a sound isn’t one or the other. A sound is just airwaves. But when it enters your head, it not only becomes a sound, you also automatically associate something with it. There’s “scary music” and “happy music”, although nothing about the music is inherently scary or happy, yet you still perceive it that way.

These people just perceive a lot of different things with a lot of different inputs.

Time is extrapolated from the relative motion in the other three dimension of space. But as this motion is only measured between known (or observable) frames of reference. Time is only calculated for their movement. Not accounting for the movement of points of space in the universe. Which would screw up a lot of calculations, even if somebody tried it. So what we call “time” is largely a guess estimate. Not a truly accurate measure of dimension, such as length, width, or depth. It’s only accurate in a very limited frame of reference. So how could it have a perceivable color range, based on season of the earth’s year? I say that’s just pure imagination or delusion of the mind.

Maybe this is all coming out now, to promote the new season of “Fringe”. Their writers thrive on crap like this.

But of course, if your research grant depends on supporting such claims. I’m sure Dr. Wacky believes synaesthesia is real, and not imagined. Is he one of those psychic research scientists that left the USSR, because the money ran out?

This is not a genetically transmissible trait so, no, they have not evolved. They are simply freaks. Shoot ‘em all.

Why, thanks for the tease, BBC, now how about the link?
Did anybody find it?

For me I when I think of a number I see a color and that has helped me remember numbers for years. I once help my grandmother with moving stuff and she put a master lock on the cabinet and 3 years later she couldn’t remember the combo so she called me and I was just able to pull the numbers out of my head by remembering the colors. It also helps me remember addresses and other things.

I originally thought it was cause I used to do alot of those paint by numbers things when I was younger and somehow I remembered that color pattern til my mother gave me an article in the paper that explained it.

The condition is rare and I think its more common in women then men.

My vision is pretty near sighted, and my other sense things all connect to vision. I see a color for names, numbers, letters and music notes. I can also feel in my finger tips if I see something with strong texture (like a tree trunk or a knife edge).

The association with colors to numbers/letters is very strong and I cannot be convinced to change a color.

It’s cool, I guess. I can play almost any stringed instrument. Not amazingly well, though.