The principles of the Glass Bead Game …

In 1946 Hermann Hesse received the Nobel prize in literature for his book: The Glass Bead Game.
The principles of the Glass Bead Game are:”… a new language, a sign and formula of which mathematics and music equally partake, enabling one to combine astronomical and musical formulas, a common denominator for mathematics and music.”
The law of the octave is this principle where mathematics and music equally partake. This law makes it possible to combine astronomical and musical formulas. It is the common denominator of astronomy, mathematics, music and colour. Hermann Hesse writes further on in the Glass Bead Game:

  • “I suddenly realised that in the language, or at any rate in the spirit of the Glass Bead Game, everything actually was all-meaningful, every symbol and combination of symbols led not to single examples, experiments and proofs, but into the centre, the mystery and innermost heart of the world, into primal knowledge. Every transition from major to minor in a sonata, every transformation of a myth or a religious cult, every classical or artistic formulation was, I realised in that flashing moment, if seen with a truly meditative mind, to be nothing but a direct route into the interior of the cosmic mystery, where in the alternation between inhaling an exhaling, between heaven and earth, between Yin and Yang, holiness is forever being created.” –

Our life unfolds today in a stressful environment. The world is looking for an “antidote”. A part of this ” antidote” can be found in music. As we are looking for the forest and the meadow to heal our souls, in the same way we should look for music. Our Earth was born from the Universe’s Song. That is why everything that exists in nature,expresses itself through a song that can be perceived by the souls who live in contact with it. All these songs form a symphony that is vital for humanity. Music of the spheres, so dear to Pitagoras, is a reality: celestial bodies that slip in their orbits have sound vibrations, creating a cosmic music. There is a music of human nature which resonates with the music of the spheres being it’s echo.
The music blends toghether in a perfect harmony. If the music of the Universe comes to us then as a normal reaction we should turn to the universe through music.
Music is a universal bridge, crossing the barriers of culture, age, and language. Perhaps, eventually, we will learn that it also spans those of time… and space.

break free…

” Live passionately, even if it kills you, because something is going to kill you anyway.”
— Webb Chiles, Sailor

In 1992, a shipping container fell overboard on its way from China to the United States, releasing 29.000 rubber ducks into the Pacific Ocean. Ten months later, the first of these rubber ducks washed ashore on the Alaskan Coast. Since then, these ducks have been found in Hawaii, South America, Australia, and traveling slowly inside the Arctic ice. But 2000 of the ducks were caught up in the North Pacific Gyre, a vortex of currents moving between Japan, Alaska, the Pacific Northwest and the Aleutian Islands. Items that get caught in the gyre usually stay in the gyre, doomed to travel the same path, forever circulating the same waters. But not always. Their paths can be altered by a change in the weather, a storm at sea, a chance encounter with a pod of whales. 20 years after the rubber ducks were lost at sea, they are still arriving on the beaches around the world, and the number of the ducks in the gyre has decreased, which means it’s possible to break free. Even after years of circling the same waters, it’s possible to find the way to shore.

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“The day is coming when I fly off,
but who is it now in my ear who hears my voice?
Who says words with my mouth?
Who looks out with my eyes? What is the soul?
I cannot stop asking.
If I could taste one sip of an answer,
I could break out of this prison for drunks.
I didn’t come here of my own accord, and I can’t leave that way.
Whoever brought me here, will have to take me home.”

― Rumi