"the best music never gets recorded"
magic, metaphysics, whatever, was just always interesting to me. as i grow older, it's more apparent to me that any sort of mental process, refinement, especially music, which is the study and application of frequency... is all the same kind of growth.
i had a stack of cds, maybe 5 or 6 on the floor. sitting there for days.
last night, i was speaking with a spirit, and we agreed it was time for it to leave. i happened to look at the cd stack at that moment and it was knocked over.. top cds were knocked a few inches.
this morning, my mother calls to say she's adopted two new cats.
right before the phone rings, i look at my finger, and one of shin gatsu's white hairs is stuck to the tip. i talk to my mother. yesterday i got an impression from her, "i miss shin," she described the incident that generated the emotion, so that's one telepathic transmission and one coincidental mystery hair since the cat didn't live here and i go over there maybe once every month or two, so you tell me how it happened to be on the end of my finger with me staring at it when the phone rings.
as musicians, you spend cumulative years just mixing frequencies.. that's *gotta* have an effect.. you're composers, dreamers ("of dreams..") that's gotta have an effect...
what i'm saying is, there's gotta be somethnig to work with here, you...
..haven't you ever been in love? maybe once, where you both pick up the phone at once, or suddenly you just feel a 'loved' feeling whereever you are?
i always had a crappy relationship with my mother.. not especially bad, just the typical maladjusted, worrisome child, and therefore withdrawn.. so a couple of years ago i started tellnig her everythnig, when it happened.
whether she just put up with my bullshit because i'm her child or what, we're closer now, eg. in a way that i don't feel i have to hide things to keep her happy.. and it's that sense of hiding things that impedes transmission.. well, recognised transmission mebbe :p
since her parents died, oc it's been one incident of "grampa just said.." after another.. (i can sit here and translate verbatim for hours) she's contacting too.. and this has oc increased the affinity for contact between us.. it's not shocking or anything any more.
but it is like being asleep all the time..
if you ignore mystical experiences as impractical.. (well it beats me why you would, i reckon everybody has some sort of hinting experience) it's like missing the big picture.
the power of imagination.. gently allowing possibilities.. that's all it is.
make what you can accept larger, increase your capacity for existence.
aah, crap. got me thinking i've found three long, black hairs in very strange/wrong places since i've been in this house. i'm going to sulk now.