All day and night, music, a quiet, bright reedsong, if it fades, we fade. The world will freely offer itself to you to be unmasked. We should not stop to reflect, compare, analyze, possess, but flow on and through, endlessly, like music. The mind is everything. What we think, we become.
Good music is very close to primative language.
There is one common flow, one common breathing, all things are in sympathy. With nature's help, humandkind can set into creation all that is necessary and life sustaining. The true work of art is but a shadow of the divine perfection. And the end of all our exploring will be to arrive where we started, And know the place for the first time. The life which is unexamined is not worth living.