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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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Dec 26, 2011
Dec 26, 2011 at 7:11 AM UTC
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.
From unpublished book " The Seeds Of Life" compiled in1996 and originally titled 'Unstruck Music'.
George-Krokos
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74/M/Australian
Dec 26, 2011
Dec 26, 2011 at 7:11 AM UTC
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