The relation between practical and spiritual spheres in music is obvious, if only because it demands ears, finger, consciousness and intellect.
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Quintetto
[To the tune of "Turning, turning, turning, as wheel goes round."]
RECITATIVE. MR. PAPERSTAMP:
Jack Horner's CHRISTMAS PIE my learned nurse
Interpreted to mean the public purse.
From thence a plum he drew. O happy Horner!
Who would not be ensconced in thy snug corner
THE FIVE:
While round the public board all eagerly we linger,
for what we can get we will try, try, try:
And we'll all have a finger, a finger, a finger,
We'll all have a finger in the CHRISTMAS PIE.
MR. FEATHERNEST:
By my own poetic laws, I'm a dealer in applause
For those who don't deserve it, but will buy, buy
So round the court I linger, and thus I get a finget
A finger, finger, finger in the CHRISTMAS PIE.
THE FIVE:
And we'll all have a finger, a finger, a finger,
We'll all have a finger in the CHRISTMAS PIE.
MR. VAMP:
My share of pie to win, I will dash through thick and thin
And philosophy and liberty shall fly, fly, fly:
And truth and taste shall know, that their eve Iasting foe
Has a finger, finger, finger in the CHRISTMAS PIE.
THE FIVE:
And we'll all have a finger, a finger, a finger,
We'll all have a finger in the CHRISTMAS PIE.
MR. KILLTHEDEAD:
I'll make my verses rattle with the din of war and battle,
For war doth increase sa-la-ry, ry, ry:
And I'll shake the public ears with the triumph of Algiers,
And thus I ll get a finger in the CHRISTMAS PIE.
THE FIVE:
And we'll all have a finger, a finger, a finger,
We'll all have a finger in the CHRISTMAS PIE.
MR. PAPERSTAMP:
And while you thrive by ranting, I'll try my luck at canting,
And scribble verse and prose all so dry, dry, dry:
And Mystic's patent smoke public intellect shall choke,
Arld we ll all have a finger in the CHRISTMAS PIE.
THE FIVE:
We'll all have a finger, a finger, a finger,
We'll all have a finger in the CHRISTMAS PIE.
MR. ANYSIDE ANTIJACK:
My tailor is so clever, that my coat will turn for ever,
And take any colour you can dye, dye, dye:
For all my earthly wishes are among the loaves and fishes,
And to have my little finger in the CHRISTMAS PIE.
THE FIVE:
And we'll all have a finger, a finger, a finger,
We'll all have a finger in the CHRISTMAS PIE.
poem by Thomas Love Peacock
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But the first differentiation of its reflection in the manifested World is purely Spiritual, and the Beings generated in it are not endowed with a consciousness that has any relation to the one we conceive of.
quote by H.P. Blavatsky
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The Music Of The Spheres
During the day and all night long
I am hearing a very peculiar song.
There's unstruck music much like an infinite melody
resonating inside my head; an enchanting symphony.
It has no real tune or beat which one can recognise
only by hearing it then as all else is a compromise.
In silence and solitude it's usually heard without end
an invisible companion and sweetly sounding friend.
If one is listening intently and endeavours to get to its source,
can hear one finer sound inside another, which is not by force.
Who can rightly say from where it comes and where it does go?
perhaps only a true mystic has the knowledge or ability to show.
With practical wisdom and a clear spiritual insight
by his grace and advice can lead one into the light.
Until, at last, reaching that inclusive shore of infinite silence
which the experience of there being is a permanent abidance.
Could this be the long lost legendary music of the spheres?
that few people of times past underwent the trouble to hear.
And when it’s continually heard confers many an untold blessing
the likes of which most people now would not even be guessing.
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Notes:
1. Originally Titled 'Unstruck Music' and also herewith extended.
2. Refer to Yoga and Mystical Philosophical Literature dealing with Nada Yoga and The Music of the Spheres.
poem by George Krokos
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The moral and spiritual aspects of both personal and international relationships have a practical bearing which so-called practical men deny.
quote by Henry A. Wallace
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Atma
Atma is the Self,
made of Prana, Mana and Vak:
Motion, Consciousness, and mater.
Intellect sheaths Atma;
Mind sheaths Intellect;
Senses sheath Mind;
Body sheaths Senses;
Aura sheaths Body.
Thus,
Rig, Yajur, Sama and Atherwa sum up.
Body includes brain.
Brain includes intellect,
And Consciousness.
So Body and Energy
Are the two parts
That join to make Life.
Thus,
Science approves of.
We deny not both statements,
one by subconscious mind
and the other by conscious mind.
That is why
Religion and Science coexist.
31.12.2000, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Music Of The Spheres
The soft music rose gradually
Like smoke from a freshly doused fire.
I listened to it intently
And my inner voice enquired,
“Where is the source of this music?
I’m positive I am alone
And doubt if it’s some sort of trick
Played on me by some asinine drone”;
Couldn’t be, it’s absolutely
Heavenly sounding to my ears
With its timbre simplicity.
It must be music of the spheres
Inaudible except for me,
The wind, and the eternal sea.
poem by Albert Ahearn
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In Each Other Our Love Has Find A Home (Villanelle)
(For Daleen)
Though we do not know each other many years
in each other our love has find a home
as if by God determined through the spheres
where not in sorrow but in joy come our tears.
that separately we no longer must roam.
though we do not know each other many years
and while we share our cares we have no fears,
what a happy time has come
as if by God determined through the spheres.
With songs of jubilance in our ears
all of nature suddenly seems wholesome,
though we do not know each other many years
the most beautiful splendour flowers wears,
in a world that at times are gruesome
as if by God determined through the spheres
it feels as if these blessings are in arrears
and to me the only one you have become
though we do not know each other many years
as if by God determined through the spheres.
poem by Gert Strydom
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I share the belief of many of my contemporaries that the spiritual crisis pervading all spheres of Western industrial society can be remedied only by a change in our world view. We shall have to shift from the materialistic, dualistic belief that people and their environment are separate, toward a new consciousness of an all-encompassing reality, which embraces the experiencing ego, a reality in which people feel their oneness with animate nature and all of creation.
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Music
Music is an art
Music is presided over by the Muses
Music combines sounds in a pleasing way
Music has common elements.
Music has pitch and melody
Music has harmony and rhythm
Music has tempo and meter
Music has sonic qualities of timbre.
Music is euphony or sweet sound
Music has harmonious qualities
Music is inspirational
Music opens the soul.
Music is energizing
Music is enriching
Music makes one happy
Music is relaxing.
Music is soothing
Music is entertainment
Music is lovable
Music is stirring.
Music moves one to tears
Music gives a spark
Music tunes a special memory
Music is a form of therapy.
Music fills with spiritual attunement
Music is a personal experience
Music takes us along the road of life
Music is the corner stone of every society.
poem by Chandra Thiagarajan
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The spiritual is the parent of the practical.
quote by Thomas Carlyle
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Our age is before all things a practical one. It demands of us all clear and tangible results of our work.
quote by Theodor Svedberg
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Freedom through music
Music is like a drug, i've just gotta have it
Music to me is like crack to a addict
With music in my ears, i've just enter a state of freedom
That's a feeling i wish never to come away from
I block out the world through music blaring from my headphones
With music blaring through in my ears i'm in a world of my own
With music, i'm feel as free as a bird
All thanks to this one word.
M-MESMERIZING
U-UPLIFTING
S-SE DUCTIVE
I-INCREDIBLE
C-COMPELLING
I'm addicted to it, i can't seem to live without it
Cause i found my freedom through music
poem by Harrison Fairchild
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Remember Earth
When I look into the sky,
I like to imagine the stars and planets
as human beings who were able to transform
themselves into these super spheres, circling in
an eternal meditative realm.
The earth is but a sad and failed entity
that had launched itself too eagerly, too fast
its consciousness has crashed into a million
trillion little consciousness, moving everywhere,
some squelling, some barking, some growling,
some ointing, roaring, and alas, the little egos
have even found it apt to turn on in each other,
devouring each other
These fragmented consciousness can be revived
for eternity, and now each has to find its own way
launch not your ego before you have mastered
your art - remember earth
another version
when I look into the sky
I like to imagine the stars and planets
as one time human beings who had transformed
themselves into these super spheres,
circling in an eternal meditative realm
the earth i stand on is but then a sad and
failed entity, an overambitious being that
had launched itself before it had even mastered
the full art of meditation, the art of transformation,
so that its consciousness ow has crashed and splintered
into a trillion zillion little consciousness running everywhere,
some squelling, some barking, some meowing, some chirping, some...
these fragmented consciousness can be revived for eternity
and now each has to find its own way
and now never launch your ego before you have mastered an art
be it to become an ant or planet
remember earth
now look into the space in your mind and meditate
like the planets circling round the stars
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Song Of The Harp
Angel play upon your harp.
Play it soft and clear.
If I listen long enough
maybe I will hear
all the tones that vibrate,
reaching through the spheres.
Angel play upon your harp
sweet music for my ears.
All the sounds that reach our young
are not too heavenly.
Their music is just so much noise,
I know it cannot be
music that an angel plays,
music that is sweet.
All they seem to want is
a steady throbbing beat.
Angel play upon your harp.
Play it night and day.
Maybe they might listen
to the silken tones you play.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Sick With The Music
Flick your Bic to the Music.
Don't you know how to get
sick with the music.
Do a high kick to the music.
Twirl a walking stick to the music.
tweak and wreak with the music.
Have mystique with the music.
Make it slick with the music.
I'm all the way sick with the music.
run a pick with the music,
do a trick with the music.
quick as a finger prick with the music.
are you ready to click
with the music? There we go,
what do you know?
Now, we're all the way sick
with the music.
Buddy Bee Anthony
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It's obvious, but perhaps worth saying, that happiness has virtually nothing to do with the state of your intellect.
quote by Daniel Keys Moran
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In Socrates' thought the two marks of individual self-consciousness appear; it is practical and it is social.
quote by James M. Baldwin
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It Ain't Obvious
I keep trying
but I'm running out of ways to make you want me baby
I cannot be everything you want you drive me crazy
you're never satisfied
its not even worth a try times are for making up your mind
maybe we'll never see eye to eye
so treat me cruel to be kind
lets play it straight down the line
I'm sure you wanna be mine
but it ain't obvious
why cant you just let it be
what would you have me believe
I'm sure you really want me
but it ain't obvious
why don't you put a little trust in me
and let it go
if you don't take a chance
how will you ever know
baby im on your side
have I been foolish all along
have you been leading me on
just to walk away
if this is where you belong
so treat me cruel to be kind
lets play it straight down the line
I'm sure you wanna be mine
but it ain't obvious
why cant you just let it be
what would you have me believe
I'm sure you really want me
but it ain't obvious
but it ain't obvious
but it ain't obvious
but it ain't obvious
but it ain't obvious
come on wont you be with me
what would you have me believe
come on wont you be with me
oh no no
if its not even worth a try times are for making up your mind
maybe we'll never see eye to eye
no no
so treat me cruel to be kind
(treat me cruel)
lets play it straight down the line
(it ain't obvious)
I'm sure you wanna be mine
but it ain't obvious
why cant you just let it be
(just let it be)
what would you have me believe
(me believe)
come on wont you be with me
but it ain't obvious
but it ain't obvious
but it ain't obvious
but it ain't obvious
but it ain't obvious
but it ain't obvious
but it ain't obvious
but it ain't obvious
but it ain't obvious
but it ain't obvious
but it ain't obvious
song performed by by Gareth Gates from What My Heart Wants To Say
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What music is for me
My passion and my love,
My joy and consolation -
This is what music is for me.
The thing from above,
My only true relation -
This is what music is for me.
My forever taken path,
My soul's vacation -
This is what music is for me.
The food for thought and heart
And for my imagination -
This is what music is for me.
poem by Saniya Galeyeva
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Government Can't Solve
The government can't solve our spiritual problems
only we the people can
all we need to raise our consciousness
across this bountiful land.
Government can only make laws
for our society is not yet highly evolved.
We need to start this spiritual change at home-
raising children that are able to express freely
what is wrong.
Change our way of thinking about who we are,
We are not victims anymore
we are strong spiritual shining stars.
Written by Christina Sunrise on April 14,2012
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