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Work=sound=work. Shteffi shtuber. I admit it wasn't as ground shaking as E=mc2 but work and sound usually went together, so maybe the ancients made the link that they were interchangeable. That one creates the other. Some effects were designed to impress, which settled the argument on whether there was a God and what he was into. By some coincidence when I'd finally put together my experiment and brought the willing volunteers into theatrics and scientific phenomena there just so happened to be a charged atmosphere that promised at least some sort of a show if my efforts didn't. I'd constructed a device to produce the notes that I'd found had the effects I was after and decided to use them as a base to accompany an angelic soprano singers voice. We'd setup around the largest of the obelisks to 'bring it to life' to see what it could do. The evening air was thick after the warm humid day and distant rumbles could be heard like the noise of an impatient audience waiting for the show to start. Instinctively I thought a dose of heavy metal would do the trick best but raising the Devil wasn't my first intention. We should at least try to gain God's attention. If there is one and everything pointed to some 'dickering' in the way everything just fell into place. Einstein had no explanation for it and trying to believe it all happened by accident just didn't fit any mathematical theorem.or doctrine. No might of mind could solve it but we should delve into it anyway we can to find out what's behind it. The ancients worked that way and they'd come to accept the spirits as a transient medium capable of transcending the boundaries of time. Man feared time and time feared the pyramids. A simple ethos that seemed to explain everything to emotionally tethered beings. Emotions were part of the whole scheme of things. Your spirit was being hammered and hardened by the flames of emotion. To what? The next level. I didn't know what exactly my experiment was aimed at achieving. I let the participants make their own conclusions. By the look of their faces they were prepared for wondrous things. Any jocularity or smiles quickly vanished as the evenings entertainment began. Fires were stoked and the shadows of the dancers crept high on the walls of the obelisk. Drums set the mood in place too and then it was the guttural singers who took hold of the show. I planned to introduce the amplified frequencies that I'd found most effective towards the end of the show. If I could as it seemed like a sacrilege to add to it. I was lucky to find that group of singer too and they'd kept it alive through tradition. As the night wore on the singing entranced the audience and many wore the intensity they felt on their faces. I couldn't help being drawn into the majesty of the moment and the vibrations seemed to resonate through my being. The obelisk stood firm thoughout the<b> performance </font></b>and I half expected it to disturb the footing around it but it really was a solid thing. Moving those many hundred of tons in any way would be miraculous. So when the time seemed right I gently applied the volume from the massive bass speakers and the air palpitated with new energy. The obelisk then seemed like a living thing and would draw a response and its function would become known. We strained our attention towards the top of the pillar and an energy in the form of a blue mist became apparent . Was it conversing with heavenly powers? Asserting its role and function? Then light began cascading down the sides drenching the expectant crowd in a glow. They were filled of visions about how a fore planned future would come into existence. In them flocks of birds gathered to greet the shaping hand of the creator. They discussed what they'd discovered in private, and became enamored with love for the creator. There was turning back now as once you'd become tuned to that channel it whisked you away from any darkness, and darkness was banished from the World. I began to understand the true nature and purpose of sound, that it was amongst the most holy thing there was. And humans were blessed to be able to sing and embrace the very purpose of their voices. That singing was the deepest kind of prayer. The population embraced this new atonement and any sound that was deemed unnecessary of unpleasant of superficial was not done anymore. It was like a songs' meaning had come to pass. Silence became a thing and people spoke with a hushness so as not to offend. Silence indeed like a cancer grows.      Imagine my surprise when I found out that my opinion actually mattered!  |
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Like how smoking was banned in public places so too was unpleasant sound. It was your right to live in silence. Imagine my surprise when I found out that my opinion actually mattered!
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sound is the gateway...
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sound is the gateway...  Imagine my surprise when I found out that my opinion actually mattered!
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the holy vibrations of tones sounds rythyms both touch & move the soul are our connection & bridge into the cosmic Internet of bridges over troubled waters thru scarbourgh fair vibrations of sound moved the great stones into place different vibrations make different mathematic patterns sound & vibrations are LIFE!
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Maybe a Theremin would elicit more energy! The sounds ethereal in nature.
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the holy vibrations of tones sounds rythyms both touch & move the soul are our connection & bridge into the cosmic Internet of bridges over troubled waters thru scarbourgh fair vibrations of sound moved the great stones into place different vibrations make different mathematic patterns sound & vibrations are LIFE! Imagine my surprise when I found out that my opinion actually mattered!
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Maybe a Theremin would elicit more energy! The sounds ethereal in nature. Imagine my surprise when I found out that my opinion actually mattered!
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