We are the dancers of the Eternal Ballet. You have seen us;
we are all around you. And you are one of us.
The Celestial Organ stretches across dimensions. Each key is
the size of a continent. It has more stops, pulls and pedals than all the
cities that have ever existed.
To call the player ‘God’ would be erroneous, he merely
plays for pleasure. There is beauty and there is discordance and it delights
him that we dance to his tune.
His is the music that shapes the world. We just feel and
follow, rhythm beating in our hearts.
I listened, and I'm really glad I did. Such a great idea. Xerotology?
ReplyDeleteThanks, Jack... Now there's an idea. =)
DeleteCan you imagine a religion based on my writings, what a splendidly bizarre thing that would be. ^_^
"It's a strange world."
"Let's keep it that way."
-Planetary, Warren Ellis
Xerotology I like that idea! God just plays for pleasure does he, and there was I thinking he was serious about the whole business ;)
ReplyDeleteI'm sure there are many things out there some would label 'God', but would those things think (or presume) to call themselves that?
DeleteThanks, Helen. =)
Like every other human being, I can only guess at what is, or isn't out there, but I like the concept here... the music of life, the universe, and everything. :)
ReplyDeleteMusic can be such a complex thing, and there often seems to be a certain rhythm to life...
DeleteThanks, Steve. =)