Beats Per Minute.
How the resonance occurs.
The dance between waves and particles. There’s no such thing as particles. It’s just lumpy sound.
Nothing is objective.
It’s all dancing.
The odd eddy whirling here n there. Just different viscosities of wavelength and frequency.
Heavy metal music, for example, does something very different to an oboe concerto in C major.
Both stir the Tao. The internet of Life. www.gaia.com
It’s like a pair of paper cups with a string between. Multiple times.
One person sends out a vibe. And another receives it.
Mozart sent out a very different tone to Slipknot.
And both are heartily received.
So all the world’s a melody, therefore! Skiptity-fuckin-do! Let’s all go mincing through the Alps like Frolein Maria on DMT!
“Now I’d like that. But that shit ain’t the Truth.” The Truth is…” in the script.
Right down there at the quantum level; we need a good score.
Our earliest – perhaps most powerful resonating time of life is as a baby. The joy that must accompany the celebration and unparalleled beauty of the Earth’s music playing it’s sweetest harmony for the arrival of each new life! Essence-ial.
Whatever the species.
But unfortunately life is cheap. So we’re missing out on the good stuff…
“Who gives a fuck?”
“Another baby so fuckin what?”
…Hear the discord?
Where’s the Harmony?
We need to tune some mother-fuckin strings.
Every Human has a melody. Nurture and Nature.
Put on your red shoes and dance the blues…