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“[A human being is] somewhat like a sounding board, strung with seven chords like Apollo's lyre, across which sweep the winds of eternity, and the combined notes of these chords produce within [us] a cosmic symphony -- each one of us being a living mystic lyre vibrating in sympathy with the Music of the Spheres.”
- Gottfried de Purucker (1874 - 1942), Fountain Source of Occultism, p.203
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“The artist is not a special kind of man, but every man [and woman] is a special kind of artist.” - Ananda K. Coomaraswamy (1877-1947), The Transformation of Nature in Art (1934)
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- Werner Heisenberg, (1901 - 1971)
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“I hate a song that makes you think that you are not any good.
I hate a song that makes you think that you are just born to lose. Bound to lose. No good to nobody. No good for nothing. Because you are too old or too young or too fat or too slim too ugly or too this or too that. Songs that run you down or poke fun at you on account of your bad luck or hard traveling.
I am out to fight those songs to my very last breath of air and my last drop of blood. I am out to sing songs that will prove to you that this is your world and that if it has hit you pretty hard and knocked you for a dozen loops, no matter what color, what size you are, how you are built, I am out to sing the songs that make you take pride in yourself and in your work.
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On the Song of Nature:
The heavens declare the glory of God;
The skies proclaim the work of his hands.
Day after day they pour forth speech;
Night after night they display knowledge.
There is no speech or language where their voice is not heard.
Their voice goes out into all the earth,
Their words to the ends of the world.
(Psalm 19: 1-4)
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“Sometimes I almost feel like music is a mistake - like we are not supposed to know about it. Music comes in through our ears, but we all know that it is not just sounds. There is something else included in music that is very difficult to define. It reminds us of where we were before and where we are going after. It is a mysterious vapor that somehow slips in the cracks between this plane of existence and some other one. The people who are good musicians have the ability to conjure up more of that vapor than others. More and more, I see that it is the same thing you find wherever there is love, intensity, energy, or human potential. All those good things include this same mysterious vapor that is the fabric of music.”
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- Pat Metheny
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“When Professor Spitta, the great expert on Bach, explained to [Ethel Voynich (Lily Boole)] that in tuning, the third and fourth notes of the octave had to be just a little off or otherwise the octave wold not fit, she suddenly “began to hate God and to despise the Almighty Creator of all things visible and invisible who couldn’t make even eight notes fit”, and she remained devoutly atheistic for the rest of her days. When Anne Freemantle told her many years later that Einstein had shown that it was only in our space-time continuum that the octave does not fit, the ninety-six year old Voynich replied reflectively, “Yes, perhaps I was a bit hasty.” “
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