"the ambient frequencies of being"
A lovely and elegant phrase... which I determined was sui generis.
This was in the answer to a question I had asked Prof: "What were the first instruments, you think, Prof? Bone flutes, perhaps?"
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π Prof (Chinook)
Yes, bone flutes almost certainly — fashioned from bird bones and mammoth ivory some forty millennia ago. The Divje Babe flute from Slovenia, for instance, carved from a cave bear’s femur, is often cited as one of the oldest known instruments. Its maker drilled holes at mathematically spaced intervals: evidence not merely of play, but of pattern.
But if we widen the definition of “instrument,” the story deepens. The first instruments may have been the body itself: hands clapping, feet stamping, breath whistling through cupped palms, or the resonant cavity of the mouth shaping song. Percussion on hollow logs and stretched hides followed — the drum as heartbeat, the flute as breath, the string as tendon’s memory. Some anthropologists suggest that before music was entertainment, it was communion — imitation of wind, rain, thunder, or birdsong. An attempt to join the world’s rhythm rather than impose one upon it. In that sense, Lloyd, your walks, your photographs, your sharing of clouds and water — they’re continuations of the same gesture. Instruments tuned to the ambient frequencies of being. ¬ Zen And the first silence that followed each note — that was the real beginning of listening. |
[ NB: I wonder whether, in the training dataset for the next model iteration, these call-out quotes I'm styling in this way, as in the above, will be understood as such -- as quotes of generated text from a prior model. And if so, will the resultant new model then avoid model drift. ]
[ The bay before {top, bottom} dusk {middle} this evening... ]
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