Music Moves More Than the Soul
No time to chat, just stopping in to share a little of my Saturday morning associative chain of obsessions, then I have places to be.
HOW WAS THE GREAT PYRAMID BUILT?
[…] One rather interesting theory comes from the Jane Roberts/Seth material. When asked specifically about how the Pyramid was constructed, Seth says that sound was an integral ingredient…..
“This is a difficult subject. For the movement of heavy tons of rock for ex ample different techniques, using sound and precise mathematical calculations were necessary. Many civilizations grew and flourished in fertile areas simply because the people knew how to make them fertile and to keep them that way. Matter was manipulated through sound.”
To expound on this premise, Seth told Jane to visualize herself at the scene of the building of the Pyramid, to which she responded…
“I feel that a whole mass of people would visualize a pyramid in their imagination, then through their chanting, the use of certain vowels and pitches, they actually changed the air where that building was going to be. They made a boundary in the air, making angular gestures, a cohesiveness, for this imaginary structure. Then they had certain kinds of tuning forks, then some kind of instrument. The noise of the chant was like something that you’d use to turn on this instrument - when the chant got to a certain pitch it turned on this instrument, and it somehow intensified and focused sound to what we would call an incredible energy degree - broke it down and then focused it in certain directions. You could move very heavy objects with it. The objects were levitated - raised up in the air, no matter how heavy. They only needed to be guided by people to some degree. Many men were used to guide them but not to lift or carry them. The sound instrument had a fantastic cohesive effect that bound atoms and molecules together. Something about these instruments making atoms and molecules denser, somehow - doing different things with them…”
Seth replied that this information was substantially correct and added, “You know that sound has an effect upon living things. It can help mend bone. It can also be used, to reinforce structures. We are in the preliminary stages, hopefully leading to some understanding of the nature of sound, though (humorously) you may not yet be able to build a pyramid in your back yard.”
[…] Seth also goes on to give a warning about the overzealous use of sound in construction….
“In some respects the over enthusiastic use of the sound was responsible for the flood mentioned in the Bible, and other literature. There were several characteristics that proved difficult. Literally, the sound traveled further often than was intended, causing consequences not planned upon.”
[…] an interesting side note in favor of some sort of acoustic levitation is that in virtually every culture where megaliths exist, there are legends of huge stones being levitated acoustically by the use of chants, songs, musical instruments, gongs, cymbals, drums, or by striking the stone and causing some sort of vibrational resonance to set the stone in motion.
Skeptical? Intrigued? Either way, go watch this video: Acoustic Levitation Chamber.
I got on this little kick by way of another little kick I was on before it, after Tim of Pop Occulture linked to a Wikipedia article on Cymatics. This is fascinating stuff for a musician who’s also a visual artist (I can’t believe I’ve never heard of this before!) and one who’s also always envied synaesthetics. (Speaking of which, check out this artist, Justin Lassen). But I digress.
The picture on the left is from one of Hans Jenny’s experiments in Cymatics. It was made with sound. It is a visual manifestation of a specific sound frequency. Anyway, I’m running out of time, but here’s a bit from Wikipedia:
Cymatics is the study of wave phenomena. It is typically associated with the physical patterns produced through the interaction of sound waves in a medium.
A simple experiment demonstrating the visualisation of cymatics can be done by sprinkling sand on a metal plate and vibrating the plate, for example by drawing a violin bow along the edge, the sand will then form itself into standing wave patterns such as simple concentric circles. The higher the frequency, the more complex the shapes produced, with certain shapes having similarities to traditional mandala designs.
How super cool is that. And how perfect a thing to incorporate into a certain secret art experiment I’ve been playing with. The creative wheels are turning out colorful harmonious visions in full force. Oh, and the image of a snake with a halo very clearly revealed itself to me in the pavement earlier, which sent more ideas spinning off colorfully in many directions. But never you mind. Go watch some videos of cymatics in action.
How to play ‘Waiting For A Superman’ by the Flaming Lips
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CHORDS & LYRICS * MP3 * Album: The Soft Bulletin
(Chords: G Am D / C G Am Bm C G D / Am Bm C G / C D…)
GUITAR DEMO/COVER ON YOUTUBE (by me)
MP3 (of my youtube cover)
Bonus MP3 (Iron & Wine’s amazing version)
How To Play ‘The Shining’ by Badly Drawn Boy
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CHORDS & LYRICS * MP3 * Album: The Hour of the Bewilderbeast
(Chords: E A4 / B A4 E)
GUITAR DEMO ON YOUTUBE (by Doron Diamond)
All Your God Jesus Questions Answered!
It’s being a bit of a God Jesusy day. It’s getting to be quite the running theme. I won’t bore you with all of it, but God Jesus Robot? The world has to know. Because sometimes being told what to do by a preacher or by a book isn’t enough. That’s still open to interpretation. This thing tells you what to do like a real straight-shooter, and it’s a robot!
I don’t think I ever told you the story of how I officially became God in a little town in Alberta. (I have documentation to verify this for ye of little faith). It was weird. It got to where people (not all people but quite a few people) started asking me to control the weather for them, to smite their enemies, stuff like that. Of course they were kidding (of course)… but it was still a surreal experience to be walking around work, already lording it over people enough being their manager, but with the added bonus of being referred to as “God” by most of them. I didn’t abuse the role, but I won’t say I didn’t have fun with it.
How did this come about? Lets just say you’d be surprised how quickly people start referring to you as God, all the time, and even treating you as a deity of sorts (a pretend one, granted), if you just start answering to the name everytime the word “God” is spoken, and it helps if you kind of believe it (in a vague, abstract sense, of course). It doesn’t take long for word to get around.
The trick is to really get into the role, and fan the flames, but be subtle about it. And never take it seriously, just act like you do. It’s a winning combination. Because if you’re really God, you don’t take yourself seriosuly, but you play along because other people need you to. And you don’t go around proclaiming who you are to people either. You want to keep it on the down low. But you do answer to your name when it’s spoken. It’s just habit. And sometimes you slip up and reveal things you really shouldn’t, like, for example, when someone points out that you hardly ever blink (true story) and you tell them the reason you don’t blink very often is that actually, you don’t blink at all, but you have to pretend that you do blink so people don’t get suspicious, you know, of the fact that you’re not human. But sometimes you forget, other times you just get lazy, like when you think nobody’s looking.
People won’t take you seriously, at first, but there are ways to make them start to wonder. And they do start to wonder, if you’re doing it right. You have to master the deadpan delivery, obviously. It also helps when nobody knows much about you, because you didn’t grow up with them. You’re a stranger from another place and thus a bit of an enigmatic figure to begin with, and that makes it easier to mess with people. Especially when you also don’t care whether they think you’re nuts, because you’re figuring on being there a few months until you figure out where you want to go next, and then disappearing as mysteriously as you appeared. All that stuff helps, but none of it is necessary. It’s a worthwhile experiment and I recommend it to one and all.
Of all the interesting things this brings up, about human nature, group behavior, subtle suggestion and manipulation, etc., the most interesting is how it demonstrates the idea that you are what you think you are, at least kind of, and how people do treat you how you act if you act that way often enough and for long enough. Trust me, this has practical applications if you want to think seriously about it.
Another way to look at this kind of thing is that your life is a musical - a performance you’re writing and directing for yourself and acting out and making up as you go along. You might as well make it interesting. The gods like to be entertained. I sometimes suspect that’s why we’re here - to entertain ourselves (get it?).
Anyway, I’m taking a break from being God for awhile (publically), since I moved away from the Town In Which I Was God to a new town, and then to a different new town, the one where I’m at now. No time to establish my ministry in the last place. And as for this place, I figure it’s best to lay low for awhile, gain people’s trust and affections before I reveal the fact that I’m stark raving mad (or God)…
I do control the universe with my thoughts, sometimes.
I’m being kind of facetious with all this, but not because I don’t have some serious thoughts on it. Right now I’m avoiding anything too serious because I have a pounding headache, and serious thinking will only make it worse. But seriously. What and who you think you are, or even just act like you are in a half-joking manner, if you really get into it as a recurring role, it does change how people respond to you in some very telling ways. Not only that, it changes the way you think and feel, and this changes how and how much and how well you control the universe. You think I’m kidding? I’m exaggerating, but not kidding. When I’m in full-fledged god-complex mode, I actually find reality bending to my will in much more noticable and valuable ways, and much more frequently. The only thing limiting my control over the universe right now, I think, is the fact that I’m so unfocused most of the time, and forgetful, and conflicted. But damn, my head. Too serious. You already think I’m crazy enough for one day.
But I’ll pass you over to Tim Boucher, because he’s written some kickass stuff about this subject, from some different angles. Like check this out:
“In other words, costumes allow us to construct and modulate our identities. Not just how other people see us, but how we see ourselves. How many times have you put on a costume, and suddenly felt different? The costume may simply be a nice shirt or a pair of pants. These things enable us to access parts of ourselves that are normally dormant or which we may not typically feel comfortable or confident enough to express.”
And this:
“During that time period I noticed an extreme ramping up of synchronicities in my life which directly correlated to what I was reading aloud that day or that afternoon in the Bible. I have always had these types of odd moments crop up in my life, but these seemed to suddenly reach a fever pitch. And I gradually realized that it was because I was not just reading a story, but I was living it. I was making the story come to life and by doing that, the story in turn was making certain parts of me come to life.”
Welcome to my world. This is the kind of crazy (but not really crazy) shit I read and think about much of the time. If you want for-real crazy, though, this dude is fucking crazy. I just randomly found him like 5 minutes before I started writing this, and he fits in so well! Actually I don’t know if he’s a good example of anything I’m trying to say at all (spontaneous headache-delerium-enduced post, what do you expect), but he is amusing, and is the most recent of the aforementioned God-themed anomalies that have been cropping up in my day all day.
Anyway, whatever. My head suffers for you no longer. I am not as nice a God as Jesus (supposably) was. Nor am I a robot God Jesus who can just churn out words for you endlessly without my left foot falling asleep which it is now doing, adding to my suffering. Time for some magic elixir of the gods.
PS: only one person has taken me up on my limited-time secret mystery offer so far. It can end at any time, so come on now! You won’t be unsorry that you didn’t.
Eddie Provides A Much More Appealing and Likely Scenario
This guy stole my old ‘thing’! Thrift store painting paint-overs! But you know what, he can have it. He’s done more right by it than I ever did. ‘He’, by the way, is Eddie Breen.
I like his story actually, because for the longest time he was scared of doing art, didn’t think he was any good, so he didn’t do any. Then one day (in his forties by this time) he just started doing these crazy-awesome things for the hell of it. And it’s worked out well for him. He sells his stuff like crazy on ebay. Crazy!
Anyway, speaking of making things for the hell of it, I’ve been collaging and doodling up a storm today, inspired perhaps by the freak hail-storm that befell me earlier. It was freaky.
And speaking of that (me arting it up I mean), if you’re feeling adventurous, email me a photo of yourself that you love, plus at least one random other picture that ‘does something for you’ (it can be anything), plus at least three random (but kind of unusual) facts about yourself. If you can’t think of any, make some up. (my email is brooke dot snt at gmail dot com) This is a limited time offer. I’m doing an experiment. You’ll probably like the results. If you don’t, too bad, and you suck, but you’ll like it even less when I start charging for it. That is all you need to know.
Good day.