As intangible as heaven lies a place where flowers bloom through the feathered cavities of clouds, clouds which support the inspirations of the pulchritude of sound, music. The perpetual composers lay there surrounded by an ongoing sea of billowing smoke towering above them, just as the Parthenon gazes down apon the people of Athens. The cherubs with their omnimence prepare, one after another the angelic symphonies with a quil in their hand and a pipe …showed first 75 words of 247 total…

…showed last 75 words of 247 total…still watch and observe them because they were chosen to have these gifts from God, no other, not themselves, nor their mentors.All to many musicians and artists do see not see beyond the stone, through the canvas or nigh the clef and scale. For I am sure that just as there is a place where there is the enlightenment of sound, there is one for sight, where the winged babes bear chisels and brushes.