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Ear worms during zen prove that left to nothing, popular culture will take my attention. So let them create their music: an evil in the Hadiths of Islam, and a degradation in the Pali Canon. Music's flames burn away the veins and stupify the mind. The heart is replaced with straw and the liver is poisoned. Baha'u'llah said music is lawful as long as it uplifts the spirit. But I say: It eats the organs, toxifies the blood. It makes me forgetful of liberation. Its words are idols against the Path. It masks the senses. It trivializes reason. It points the disposition into darkness upon darkness. It deafens the ears. It lightens the body. It stammers the sense of smell. It invades attention and enslaves the mind. It dries the throat. It displaces the sense of location.
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Feb 6, 2021
Feb 6, 2021 at 2:42 AM UTC
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Ear worms during zen prove that left to nothing, popular culture will take my attention. So let them create their music: an evil in the Hadiths of Islam, and a degradation in the Pali Canon. Music's flames burn away the veins and stupify the mind. The heart is replaced with straw and the liver is poisoned. Baha'u'llah said music is lawful as long as it uplifts the spirit. But I say: It eats the organs, toxifies the blood. It makes me forgetful of liberation. Its words are idols against the Path. It masks the senses. It trivializes reason. It points the disposition into darkness upon darkness. It deafens the ears. It lightens the body. It stammers the sense of smell. It invades attention and enslaves the mind. It dries the throat. It displaces the sense of location.
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Feb 6, 2021
Feb 6, 2021 at 2:42 AM UTC
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